Gratia, a useless nuisance living in the slums.
One day, she, who had thought it was only natural for her family to hate her and for her to suffer from abuse, had a strange dream.
“You will walk a great path now and in the future. Many people will look at you with admiring eyes, and they will never question your path.”
The man in her dream told Gratia that she would become someone great.
“See you in the future. My lovely Gratia.”
A strange and beautiful dream.
After waking up from the dream, the ten-year-old Gratia realized that it was soon to become her reality.
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Gratia, the lost child of the grand noble Lucifaro.
On the way back from the temple, they were ambushed.
A golden light burst out of her body like an explosion.
Everyone present had to close their eyes.
It was a moment of silence in the space that was filled with screams.
As the golden divine energy gradually disappeared,
the ten-year-old Gratia who was there disappeared.
Instead, in the same place,
stood a woman with distinct features of Lucifello.
For a woman, she was quite tall, with black, long hair tied up.
Though she was wearing light clothes, her height made her look thin.
Her facial features, with delicate lines, were beautiful even at a glance.
“Mom?”
Her big pupils looked at Nea, she blinked slowly, and smiled gently.
“It seems it’s not tomorrow, but today after all.”
It was the moment when the ten-year-old Gratia and the twenty-year-old Gratia had their bodies swapped for the first time.
