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The Legacy of The Heavenly Demon

"Child of the Sun," a celestial voice echoed, "You are blessed with My Divine Power." "Fear not, Child of Moonlight," another ethereal voice answered, "for Thou shalt have My Blessing as well." Tears burning in his eyes, Jacob cried out, "Who are you—and why grant me these blessings now?" After she died, he thought bitterly, these so-called blessings only brought me scorn. Jacob Vermont, the ill-fated sixth son of the Vermont family, had endured a lifetime of cruelty. Neglect, ridicule, and the cruel titles of “peasant blood” and “cursed child” had been his constant companions. But as long-buried secrets of his family’s lineage surface, Jacob’s path changes forever. His ultimate aim: To defeat the true architect of his suffering. To ascend as the Heavenly Demon God. With every step toward his Divine Fate, even the gods themselves will tremble. A sweeping fantasy blending the grandeur of empire-building with the fierce martial world of Murim, The Legacy of the Heavenly Demon tells the story of a cursed child’s rise to godhood. Original work by [Truly_Inked]. Author’s Note: This is an original creation, not plagiarized. Feedback and constructive criticism are welcome and valued. **note this is a story with the GAMG (It will drop very soon ;) ) as the Main plot; it can be called independent as its a story that connects to the Main story, Not branches from it. I will be also posting this story on RoyalRoad.com
Truly_Inked · 20.8k Views

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. (I’ll post roughly 3 chapters a day for the first two weeks, then ease back to 1 chapter a day after burning through my backups. The times will be around 9 a.m., then 18–20 server time. That’s it. Bye.)
Potato_mine · 7.5k Views

All Mine - Between Love And Control

Siya Sharma’s life is built on discipline, silence, and self-control. A class 10 topper and teacher’s favorite, she lives between textbooks and sketch pages, carrying maturity beyond her age after losing her mother early. Friendly with everyone but truly close to only a few, Siya believes peace is a choice — and she chooses it every day. Until she collides with Aarav Mehta. Class 12’s most feared and talked-about student — sharp, dominant, and emotionally guarded. Aarav doesn’t believe in attachments. He believes in distance, authority, and control. He dislikes people who try to prove themselves — especially girls who act smarter than they are. But Siya is different — calm yet defiant, soft yet unbreakable — and she refuses to be intimidated by him. Their first meeting turns into an argument. Their second into rivalry. Soon, constant clashes become unavoidable as situations push them into the same space again and again. What begins as irritation turns into attention. Attention turns into concern. And concern slowly becomes something far more dangerous. Aarav finds himself watching, protecting, and claiming space around Siya — not understanding when care started feeling like possession. Siya, who hates control, begins to see the vulnerability behind his intensity — the boy who doesn’t know how to love without holding too tight. Between affection and authority, closeness and control, both must learn the difference between “you are mine” and “I choose you.” Because love can protect — but control can break it.
The_silent_muse · 4.4k Views