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Shards of the Broken Heart

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. *** 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. *** [A/N: The cover is mine, it's original. Cheers to AI!] Join the server for character art: https://discord.gg/Ev3hTw3bqB

Grispera · Fantasie
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281 Chs

My Darling's Heroine

The devil-amalgamated-monk found that the guy he had been chasing, all the while inflicting him many grave wounds all over the body parts, was quite skilled.

No matter what attack he played, the guy dodged it skilfully, although getting injured in the process. Nevertheless, this young man seemed pretty relaxed even after being chased by him, a stronger cultivator many realms higher than the young man.

Feeling his pride hurt, the devilised monk gave a ghoulish howl.

The pores on his skin opened up as numerous blood needles came from his body, targeting the young man from all directions. This attack was surefire, and the monk believed that the young man could not dodge this shower of needles easily without at least becoming a bloody porcupine.