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Six Eyes

Renvale
In the depths of creation, three worlds drift in a fragile balance—each tethered to the next by invisible cracks in the void. At the heart of it all stands the World Tree, an ancient axis said to hold the entire universe together. But that balance is breaking. When the void stirs and the first fracture widens, Okunai Tenkai, a young man from the lowest of the three worlds, begins to hear whispers—voices calling from beyond the cracks. With no memory of his true origin, only a burning will to protect his realm, Okunai steps into a journey that defies time, gods, and destiny itself. As realms collide and the World Tree trembles, secrets buried since the dawn of existence will surface… and the fate of every world will rest on one soul standing between light and void. An epic tale of worlds, willpower, and the mysteries that bind existence itself begins.
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Plants vs Dungeon

When dungeon gates opened across the world, it became a gold rush. Hunters chased glory. Guilds chased power. Corporations chased profit. Phong Tran awakened as a Level 1 Farmer. No skills. No passives. A broken EXP bar that never moved. So he sold energy drinks instead. Leg warmers. Electrolytes. Power banks. If everyone else was digging for gold, he’d sell the shovels. Then Josh came. University golden boy. Gym-built. Son of a man who could erase problems with a phone call. “Protection fee.” Phong refused. He woke up in a hospital bed, beaten within an inch of death. His aunt and uncle were gone. No bodies. No investigation. No media coverage. Just silence. Then, as if the universe had a sense of humor, his system finally gave him a quest: Plant and harvest 10 potatoes in the dungeon. That’s it. No penalties. No forced missions. No ticking clock. No promise of justice. Just a choice. Phong takes it. The potatoes mutate. Then other plants followed. Chilies spit burning rounds. Sweet potatoes bulk up into blunt-force bruisers. Garlic turns chemical-warfare illegal. Enoki mushrooms rattle like dungeon-grade machine guns. His crops become his frontline. Phong doesn’t want to conquer the dungeon. He wants to build something inside it. A farm. A hearth. A settlement for people tired of being disposable. He won’t let revenge be the only thing he grows. Revenge lit the spark. But it won’t be the only thing he grows. And if the most powerful man in the city comes looking to finish what his son started... He’ll learn something the dungeon already knows. This farm fights back.
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