Hey, this here's the first sample of a novel I've written. It's not on book yet, on account it's still being edited. But it's sort of like an Anime world it is, so I hope it's alright that it's influnced instead of based. But please read it and enjoy.
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The sun sparkled down upon the land, birds sang and water roared. Lying amongst the washing water and on the smooth rocks laid a dark mysterious body. He lied down slump and ragged, he wore the outfit of a Ninja and his ears were shaped up pointy and his midnight black hair was beautiful but greasy. The Ninja twitched and groaned as he begun to wake.
In his mind shot flashes of pain as he heard screaming and shouting that slowly tormented him. The Ninja pushed him self up with his arms and looked down at the ground confused and wondering. His mind felt blank and could not remember what he had been up to.
He looked around for a clue but all he could see was the trees surrounding him and the stream he stood on. He rub his hands around the handle of his daggers. He did not pull them out seeing as he reminded himself that they were poisonous.
He tried to move but the water soaked his undercoat chain mail that made it difficult to move. It even soaked his dark cloak that made it feel also slightly heavier. There was no rip though in his light cloth making it seem odd since he felt he had been in a battle, this was all to confusing.
“Hey what are you doing here in the part of this Forest,!â€
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The sun sparkled down upon the land, birds sang and water roared. Lying amongst the washing water and on the smooth rocks laid a dark mysterious body. He lied down slump and ragged, he wore the outfit of a Ninja and his ears were shaped up pointy and his midnight black hair was beautiful but greasy. The Ninja twitched and groaned as he begun to wake.
In his mind shot flashes of pain as he heard screaming and shouting that slowly tormented him. The Ninja pushed him self up with his arms and looked down at the ground confused and wondering. His mind felt blank and could not remember what he had been up to.
He looked around for a clue but all he could see was the trees surrounding him and the stream he stood on. He rub his hands around the handle of his daggers. He did not pull them out seeing as he reminded himself that they were poisonous.
He tried to move but the water soaked his undercoat chain mail that made it difficult to move. It even soaked his dark cloak that made it feel also slightly heavier. There was no rip though in his light cloth making it seem odd since he felt he had been in a battle, this was all to confusing.
“Hey what are you doing here in the part of this Forest,!â€