Hey guys! This is Wendywww, and welcome to This Journey of Mine!
Before you actually get into reading, there's a few things I want you guys to know.
1, Characters
The main character of this fanfiction novel is an original one, her name is Igarashi Kemuyona, or in Japanese 五十岚烟代. She was an ordinary college student from 21 century, who accidentally got into a different world. The world of Bleach. The beginning of the story took place at 110 years before Rukia was assigned to the human world, and 9 years before the Hollowfication Incident. Further details will be introduced in later chapters.
The reason I created my own character was because it was always my dream to get involved in when I was watching Bleach as a kid. Igarashi Kemuyona is an unique individual herself, but I put a lot of energy and emotion when writing her story, and I hope you guys can find a piece of yourself in her story as well.
Tite Kubo provided very few details regarding what happened between the Hollowfication arc and the Agent of Shinigami arc. Therefore, several original characters will be created in the purpose of fulfilling the plot.
2, Language
Well, you might be able to tell right now, English is not my first language. So...that's that.
3, Romance
Byakuya is my favourite, so he's probably be Kemu's Mr. Right. However, romance is not the main theme of this story.
4, First Person
During the first series, I will use first person to write. However, as the amount of characters increases, I might try to use a different point of view.
At last, enjoy! I hope you like it!
I had no idea how long it had been since I lost conscious.
When I opened my sore eyes, it appeared that I was in some sort of alley. Based on the stiffness of my body, I would say that I passed out for a pretty long time. With some struggle,I got up and started checking my surrounding.
Walls were made of soil, and the roofs were made of straws. The houses around here seemed to have the worst quality possible.
Well, I guess there's nothing better in this afterlife world.
I supported myself with my hands against the wall, left the dark alley and headed to the main street.
The first thing entered into my sight was the burning flames on several rooftops. I never supported the idea of straw roofs, they caught up with fire too easily. What made me suspicious was not the fire itself, but the quietness of the whole block.
Nobody was trying to put out the fire, nobody was warning people about the fire. In fact, there was nobody on the street at all. I was the only one.
Maybe that shinigami sent me to a ghost city, and I was the first citizen?
An abandoned store was right next to those burning houses, I went in there, and found a few apples scattered on the floor. It was rather clear that someone had stepped on them.
I picked all of them, cleaned one with my cloth, eating it as I wondered around the street.
Since there were proofs of activities in that store, my first assumption is overruled. What else could it be, to make the entire street so quiet and empty?Maybe they all attended a feast in the next distinct? I doubt the poverty here support that kind of gathering.
Anyway, since nobody's at home, it wouldn't be a problem if I stealth in their house and slept over for the night. So I found a house that looked less crappy, and pushed the wooden door open.
As the light squeezed in, I got a clear look of what was inside.
A lot of corpses.
Since they were all piling together, I had hard time counting the actual number, my guess was at least 3 dozens. Half-dried blood winded like a dark river, from the depth of that house, to the wooden door.
If the girl standing right here, was me from 2 years ago, I would probably be scared to death. Actually, any normal person from 21 century should be in shock right now. Yet I stand here, feeling nothing but numb.
I turned back and closed the door behind me.
Let's just hope I could find a house without dead bodies before sunset.
With that said, I started searching all the buildings here, one after another. As a result, out of 23, only four of them are stuffed with corpses, the rest of them are clean. Not clean in the sense of tidiness, but in a very weird way.
None of the houses had windows, and none of them got kitchens. No racks to store the food, no closet to hide personally belongings, and only a few of them had water buckets. When I was alive, no matter how bad things were, people still were able to get food and hide them well.
Those half-dried blood indicates that just several hours ago, there were still citizens living around here. Yet the only food left was a couple buckets of water and 6 apples. It was as if people here don't eat or drink, or let's say the majority of them.
My previous experience told me that places like this are always pretty safe. After being raided, there's nothing left to take, no samurais or soldiers will think it was worth to attack again.
I chose a house at the corner, entered in, and fell asleep on a small pile of straw.
So...That was the first chapter. Damn, how much I suck at English was almost funny...almost ;-;
No I was just pretending I'm a good writer in my mother tongue...
STOP WENDY! STOP DISCOURAGING YOURSELF!
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A-Anyway, here's some extra information about this fanfiction piece.
The first thing is, the story of Kemu-chan was originally written in Chinese, which is my first language. It's name was The Opponent Twins, and I was the writer of it. I published it on Dec 25th, 2015, and kept updating since then. So far I have finished 97 chapters, 350K Chinese characters in total.
I know, I know, you would probably be confused and wonder how much is "350,000 Chinese characters". Well, to be honest, I don't have any clue either. In fact, I don't even know how I made that far...
But it happened anyway, thanks for my loyal audience, as well as my long-last passion to Bleach and my love to Byakuya...Yea he got a difficult character, but look at his pretty face...
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Back to the topic. So why do I choose to post it again, on this platform, with freaking English? Cuz I thought it would be fun. I love people responding to my work, feeling something through my words, and it has became my major drive to continue as a writer.
So this one day I thought, what will people, with a different culture, but sharing the same passion would see my work?
It is simple as that.
Translating was painful, I gotta look up all the Bleach terms in English...But I enjoyed it :3
And I hope you guy would have fun with me, love you all :3
