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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

3.45

Whilst everyone's eyes continued to gaze at me in awe, for the flames that had briefly erupted from my palms, I simply lay there in shock. 

Not at the way they looked, not for the fact that I had powers, -I was used to that sort of shit by now- but for the way that Dax was looking down at me as the water soaked us all to the bone.

"Can you get up now?" I asked awkwardly. 

He blinked rapidly, then pushed himself to stand. Though his top had singe marks, it had not broken through to his skin. 

His hand was outstretched, offering to help me up. Yet I couldn't bring myself to touch him again. That look. I recognized that kind of look. And it certainly wasn't the kind you gave your pet.

Instead, I pushed myself up, grabbed my boots, then walked through the parted crowd to the door.

Dax followed me wordlessly all the way to my bedroom door, which I firmly closed in his face.