I go by many different names.  Firstly, there is my real name,
the name nobody knows. The name my parents gave me. Secondly,
there's the name you might know me by. Crimson Snow. The
detective. But, my friends and my many enemies call  me, Mibaki.
But you may call me Miba.  This is not my story. It is his. He
is also known by many names. He is L. I am telling this story
because he is unable to tell it himself.  I grew up in a place
called Wammy House. It is a place for orphaned children who show
signs of genius at a early age. I was only seven when I first
arrived at Wammy's. At that time there were only three children
living in Wammy House. There was A, Beyond Birthday and, of
course, lived separately from us. He was only twelve years old
and already he showed a incredible amount of intelligence, far
beyond the power of most adults. L was already solving cases and
had built up quite a reputation. BB had been brought to Wammy
House a year before myself. He was eight years old. A had been
at Wammy's for about