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QT: Finding Meaning

*** My health has been very poor this year alongside loosing my mother-in-law and cat so I'm sorry but this will be rewritten and finished when I'm well, I'm doing it all offline in my rare creative moments, hopefully with a more mature touch *** [WARNING: Mature Themes (smut, violence, murder, suicide, domestic violence, etc.)] --------- Waking up naked and alone with a murderer, without a single memory, she relies on System to understand her existence in another person's body. --------- Still don't know if you should read me? Here's a quick breakdown to help you make up your mind if this novel is right for you: This is my own twist on the QuickTransmigration System genre, giving it a more 'spiritual' twist. It explores sensitive themes throughout each arc and I will do my best to give trigger warnings at the start of chapters containing them. It is written in the first person and revolves around a female lead (FL). This is a weak-to-strong novel, she will have heavy flaws and make repeated mistakes and seem generally weak at the start, bear with her as she grows. Romance is a heavy theme within the story that contains a lot of smut, with more than one character. However, there is only one male lead in the end. The story is less about fluffy romance, instead, it's a journey of growth and self-discovery, revolving around the main storyline. Although, each Arc will have its own separate storyline that will have an impact on the main storyline with both new and reoccurring characters (so skipping arcs is not advised). I have currently written the rough drafts for four arcs at the point of writing this: 1. Ghosts & Guns 2. How do you keep a child alive in the Zombie Apocalypse? 3. Abducted by Aliens 4. Freed by the Fae Folk 5. .... --------- --------- Cover Art made by myself, using nightcafe AI Art, check out my page, I'm attempting to make novel art and character art for each arc: https://creator.nightcafe.studio/u/Raychbunni

Raychbunni · Sci-fi
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207 Chs

3.37

When we finally rejoined the rest, the steward was anxiously waiting at the table, talking in hushed tones with Damian and Ren, whilst Helios was chasing a butterfly nearby.

"What's wrong?" I asked. 

Ty looked like he'd had all the life sucked out of him as he sat dejectedly at the stone table, gripping his teacup so tight, I feared it would break. 

"My father is dead," Damian replied coldly, his fist clenched tight. 

I approached him gingerly to rest a hand over his fist, though the man had been a vulgar tyrant, he was still his father. 

"Isn't this good news though?" I asked, noticing the despondent atmosphere. 

"Alexis has taken the throne with his mother's support," Damian's jaw tensed, then relaxed as I tightened my grip over his hand.

"Maybe we could talk with him, I could expl-"

Ty raised his head, and his cold stare froze me on the spot, "no."