Genre Fantasy. Page - 170
This is a work in progress, so it still has to go through revision, many things need to be tweaked and there will probably be a lot of grammar corrections throughout. So pardon any spelling or grammar mistakes or if it doesn't seem to have enough detail if you like lots of detail. Also keep in mind that there might not be a few things that match up. This is because I made changes later on and have yet to make the changes previously. For example, the back stories of some characters may be one way in the beginning, but then different later on.
Growing up in a family of monster hunters is not easy. This much Ashlynne could agree with. Having to constantly leave behind friends quickly made and teachers that she adored, Ashlynne began resenting her whole ordeal.
Before she knows it, things in her life begin to get really weird, really freaking fast. This chick can barely keep up with all of that, plus the occasional hunting trips.
“Kagenemaru, approach, my daughter.” Father stated calmly, sensing my presence. I approached calmly, but slowly, inside the candlelit room. My father, larger than me by some considerable amount of distance, knelt in the center of the room. I knelt before him, asking why I am here with my eyes.
“Kagenemaru, my daughter, as you know, your elder siblings were great warriors, those who chose to give their lives to allow one to live, to face Naraku honorably and die honorably. You are here because you are my youngest child, my last warrior.” Father, not opening his eyes, spoke calmly. I shot him a very curious look unto his eyes.
“Yes, I understand that, father, but why have you called me into your presence tonight?” I asked.
“I asked you here, my child, because you are ready.”