Grispera

Lucas lost everything. His abusive father pushed his mother to the brink of death. His younger sister turned into a chip for blackmailing and lost her life. Left alone in the world without his loved ones, he decided to end his life to meet them in the afterlife.

Instead of dying, Lucas was born as a baby without his past memories in a world of cultivation. He had a loving family of mother and older sister. Even without his memories, as Lucas grew up, he knew in his heart that he had to protect his family from all the evils and strived to become stronger.

With his growth, Lucas occasionally started to see many heart-rending visions, which affected him greatly and affected the way he looked at others, including his family. The revelations shocked him. He couldn't trust anyone, even his once close family and friends.

What were those visions? How will Lucas cope with the unsettling revelations and his chaotic feelings?
Will he become estranged or strengthen his bonds with his family and friends and gain the love and warmth that he once longed for.

Read from the perspective of Lucas and join him on his journey of growth, acceptance and love.

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The prologue of the novel (the first 2 chapters) is tragic and hard to digest but HOLD ON!
Do read at least the first 10 chapters before deciding to drop off.


Note: No Gender-Bender, Yuri, NTR and Rape.
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[A/N: The cover is mine, it's original. Cheers to AI!]

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Shards of the Broken Heart

"Alice! Come out quick. Something huge happened!"

The loud voice of the Luna sisters made Alice and me rinse ourselves fast and exit the bathroom. Alice was a little cranky about having been denied of taking her leisure time to bathe.

"What happened? Is there really a need to make such a loud commotion."

"Uwaa! Why are you dressed like that? Wha-what were you guys doing together like that?"

The previously hollering Elfie suddenly turned beet red and stuttered while pointing at us, or more specifically, at the towels that we had wrapped around us in a hurry.

Not only that, but I could also notice their gazes being more focused on my naked torso. One might call me a narcissist, but I indeed had a great body even back then. So it was only natural for the young maidens to leer at my body.

Something Huge