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

Taking a deep breath to curb my anger, I discarded the idea of making a multi-layered barrier and covered my whole body with a single-layered stellar energy barrier.

I was perfectly able to maintain a single layered barrier imbued with any of the two 'elementals'.

And with this infuriating dragon attacking me simultaneously at different places, it was better to protect the whole body rather than only the arms.

I injected 'Nether Flames' into the barrier as it was able to singe the tail of the dragon, even though the beast had a high regenerative capacity.

Gritting my teeth, I waited for another attack.

And without fail, the dragon swept up in the air once again and, this time, hit me five times mid-air from different angles before smacking me down.

The beast didn't leave any part of my body. He attacked my chest, back, legs, arms and head. If I hadn't decided to protect the whole body, I might have died.

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