I got a few very good beta readers and revised my story, so it's been improved quite a bit. And you don't just have to take my word for it, here's a really nice blurb a reader wrote in a recommendation:
"Do you love Japan, samurai, good swordplay, and manga? Then you don't need to look any further! This book is everything you need! Yes, it is fanfiction, but do not worry, it's written for everybody. There is a glossary of the characters and the used vocabulary so you may learn something new too.
The fights are fluent, easy to follow, and quick so you won't feel bored. The grammar and storytelling are top-notch, it feels like a real book. I can guarantee you will like it."
It's also been called "Samurai Deeper Kyo - the Remix" which made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
I promise this will be my last round of shameless self-promotion!
Anyways, here are some links if you're interested:
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Here is a small sample of my writing:
The masked man watched from the shadows, taking care not to be seen by the samurai walking along the forest path. The young man's black kimono and hakama had been made of fine silk, but were faded and tattered from years of wear. Short, unruly black hair framed his face. He walked with his back straight, a hand on the hilt of his sword. His distinctive crimson eyes showed neither fear nor surprise when a group of armed mercenaries burst from the undergrowth to surround him, the edges of their weapons glinting in the dappled sun.
"Demon Eyes Kyo, we're here for your head and the one thousand gold coins that it will bring," a man brandishing a rusty sword said as he stepped forward.
The samurai said nothing, his mouth twisted slightly in irritation as he surveyed the opponents facing him.
The leader signaled to attack and his men charged. Kyo smoothly dodged the first strike as he drew his weapon and casually sliced through the tendons on both of the attacker's wrists. The man screamed as his weapon dropped from his now useless hands. In a fluid movement, Kyo pivoted and drew his sword down the back of a second opponent before returning to the first and finishing him with a quick slice to the throat.
Realizing that he was no easy prey, the rest of the bandits attacked at once, yelling in fear and anger as they charged. Kyo moved like a shadow in their midst, always on the attack as he felled one opponent after another. He didn't even attempt to avoid all of the blades seeking him out. As his blood began to flow, a fierce grin broke out on his face.
While he was fully focused on the group fighting in close quarters, an archer hiding among the trees nocked an arrow and aimed. The arrow thudded into Kyo's back just below his shoulder and he staggered slightly. The men surrounding him shouted to finish him off and lunged forward as one.
Gritting his teeth in sudden anger, Kyo began hacking through the poorly trained bandits like a woodsman through brush. All the while he was dodging and cutting the arrows that continued to fly toward him. With the power of his anger fueling him, the samurai was unstoppable. His blade carved through flesh and bone and the forest clearing was stained red with blood.