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Mirai Nikki

Lately I have been reading a lot mangas, and at some point I spent all my time reading it from the first chapter until the recent chapter. Mirai Nikki, or Future Diary, is one of them.

This manga was published in either Kreko or Arena Komik (I can't remember which one, and I don't know if it is still shown). I read the manga like when I was Form 5, and only a few chapters, so I didn't really feel like missing it too much.

Until last 2 weeks, when I was browsing through the list of mangas in MangaFox, I came across the manga, and try to read it. I was surprised by how deep and twisted the plot is, since I thought it was a more straight-forward manga. Then without realizing it, I read until the second last chapter within one night.

The manga is about a group of people who wield a future diary, a diary that can show upcoming events within certain range. These people need their diary to survive, as the diary wielder need to kill each other, and the last survivor will be selected as the next God.

At first I thought the plot couldn't get any better. But as I read through the chapters, there are a lot of surprises that kept me saying "just one more chapter!"

The most interesting character, in my opinion, is Gasai Yuno. She is the best student in her school, excelling in everything that she does. But behind her cute face, lies the psychotic-killer-who-will-do-anything-for-her-love. Seriously, she can kill anyone without hesitating a bit. And in her house, she kept the bodies of her parents that she killed.

"I'll kill anyone for you!"

But the mangaka did a great job on revealing her reasons and causes of becoming like that, and it serves as the most important plot in the manga.

Somehow I really like mangas/animes that deal with our thinking and morale. They made me think a lot of stuff (morality, choices etc) instead of just reading it absent-minded. I can't wait for Mirai Nikki's final chapter!

Just a random rants about a manga~ hee


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