Kairo and his rabbit partner Arubi are on a quest to fill their stomachs. The tinkling of coins lures them into Waslan City; a place full of grumpy Dwarfs, Dark Elfs in spandex, butt-proud Camtours, and many wonderful creatures. Before they can reach their goal, they need to cross three rings of purgatory. Let’s not forget hordes of puns and Easter Eggs behind every corner.
Wacky adventure alert!
Targeted Age Group:: 14+
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
This is a bit of funny story; I was writing in my mother language since middle school and had a bit of following. One day, a fellow member asked me if I could write a short fantasy story for their Writing Summer Camp. I can't describe how happy I was.
I started brainwashing immediately. It took me two days to figure out the basic premise – two trouble-magnets and bounty hunters on a quest to fill their noisy stomachs. The story features a lot from Japanese culture and mythology.
And a year ago, I decided to rewrite the story into an eBook format in English to present it to even wider audience. The story is twice as long as the original but retained many scenes. The biggest obstacle proved to be a specific joke that I couldn't directly translate, so I rewrote the scene. But otherwise, the rewriting was smooth sailing.
How Did You Come up With Your Characters?
Both Kairo and Arubi are inspired by Anime and Manga from Japan. So you can expect some wacky behavior or reactions. Everything about them has a hidden meaning – from white hair and red eyes to Kairo's kimono.
Kairo is mostly inspired by Kai Hiwatari from Beyblade visuals-wise, but his personality is your average 14-year-old kid who thinks long after he causes problems XD
Arubi is an average looking white rabbit with a bag full of wonders and ninja tools. He smokes a long pipe kiseru and is the level-headed one of the duo. Say a magic word, and he will turn into a war-machine. So yeah, a totally normal rabbit.
A squirrel watched Kairo from the tree, twitching its ears to catch even the faintest glimpse of danger. It jumped into the green crown, rustling the leaves as three bandits blocked the young lad’s path.
“If you value your life, hand over your belongings!” shouted the messiest one.
The boy lifted his hat with a thumb, revealing half-lidded, red eyes that studied the robbers.
Their gaunt figures wore dirtier clothes with more holes than the boy had. Their hands held rusty katanas that could hardly cut cheese, much less bones. There was no doubt about it; he’d met traditional, street vermin. The boy sighed.
“All you beef?” asked the thief with missing teeth.
The boy didn’t understand what he said, but given the thief’s knitted leftovers of eyebrows, it wasn’t about steaks. His rusty cogwheels moved, spinning half of the turn per minute.
Did he ask me if I’m deaf?
“Maybe he needs some motivation,” the middle one, who seemed to have the biggest vocabulary of all of them, said. He poked the boy between the ribs. When the desired reaction didn’t come, he pushed the hat off with a swing of his weapon.
The boy’s eyes blinked, and his nose wrinkled. A quiet hiss escaped his lips as the hat hung by its strap. The sun’s rays fell on his messy white hair, making it sparkle, and in the middle sat a bun.
“Are you scared now, poor thing?” He grinned, showing a glimpse of his yellow teeth.
The white bun twitched, bristling into a bigger ball. The bandits’ eyes darted on it. Was that bun possessed? Their mouths dropped open as a long ear bolted upward. It twinged, and another ear followed. The bun enlarged, and a smaller ball protruded from under it. The bandits tilted their heads as their eyes widened, and a silent ‘huh’ escaped their lips.
Small red eyes squinted, but the sunshine forced them to close. A fluffy paw appeared from under its frame and moved across the animal’s face. The small creature yawned, stretching its body. The long incisors made sure to remind everybody a cute appearance could be deceiving. The pink muzzle wrinkled upon the horrid odor from the men.
“A bunny?” they chorused.
“Ninja!” The rabbit’s eyes shot open as the animal shrieked the last syllable, and it was gone in a flash.
A sharp wind arose, dancing around the bandits. The cut grass swirled, mixing with dust, forcing the man to step back.
The boy smirked, a mischievous spark danced inside of his eyes.
Here we go again. The Carrot Slash.
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