MISSING PAGES OF A GRIMOIRE
Prologue
My name is Tsubomi Chigiri.
I am dead.
Well. I will be soon. I am the 73rd Grimoire of the Chigiri Clan. I reside in the Land of Wind as a Jonin of Sunagakure. I can use Divine Release, though my visions are usually only half clear. I guess that's due to only having one Tengengan eye.
Seventy-Three. That's a lot huh? About 1,000 years have passed since the time of the moon princess…. Let's say my family has seen 30 generations.
You see, us Grimoire don't live long. I can't even tell you how many of us were killed in the Third Shinobi World War. Babies. Barely even named before they were slaughtered in their beds by our own clansmen.
I saw something I shouldn't have. A fate of another Grimoire not yet born. I told the Counsel and they weren't pleased with what I saw…. So, to prevent that Grimoire from ever being born they're erasing its fate. It will never even have a possibility of life.
But you know, fate has a funny way of always getting its way. Even my own clan preaches how you can't change fate.
Young Akene, if you are ever born. I hope you are able to escape the hell of this family.
I am truly sorry if you actually manage to make it to this world.
Good luck, 74th Grimoire of the Chigiri Clan
Tsubomi.
OKAAAY.
Hello all.
So I did write Chapter 1 for Akene's story before and submit it but I wasn't too happy with how i started it so I decided to change it up.
I'm not veteran fanfiction writer, just a long term roleplayer, so bare with me while I try and get my oldest fan ocs story down.
