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Bearing Fruit

Marcus is thirty-one years old, blind since nineteen, and living a narrow but stable life in a city apartment when he dies on a Tuesday afternoon without warning or explanation. What comes after isn't what he expected — a system finds him in the nothing, offers him a singular assisted entry onto the path of cultivation, and asks him to choose a vessel. He chooses a mango tree. Not for strategic reasons. For a slice of fruit his mother handed him on a street in Bangkok when he was nine years old, and the wish he never stopped carrying to taste it again. He becomes a seed in a pot in an apartment he can't identify, conscious before he has roots or leaves, with a cultivation system he can barely access and a perception range of three feet. He has no body, no voice, no way to move or act. He has time, a library of knowledge he must earn the right to read, and a hand that comes through his perception dome at the same time every morning to water him. That hand belongs to Maya Reeves — a research scientist in her late thirties who grows plants as a hobby and keeps meticulous notes on all fourteen pots on her windowsill. She finds the mango seedling in her lemongrass pot one morning without explanation and almost pulls it. She doesn't. Something makes her not want to. After weeks of careful observation, Marcus initiates the Heartwood connection — a cultivation feature that links him to Maya as both teacher and cultivation source. Through it he begins giving her quests, cultivation knowledge and eventually a method suited precisely to who she is: the Evergreen Method, a wood element cultivation technique designed for practitioners whose lives already involve daily contact with living things. Maya cultivates through her mornings and her greenhouse work and her hands in soil, and Marcus refines the raw energy she provides and returns it clean, keeping a small share for his own slow accumulation. The arrangement is symbiotic. Maya progresses faster than would otherwise be possible in a modern world stripped of spiritual energy. Marcus grows faster than a sapling in a terracotta pot has any right to. Neither of them fully understands what they're building together, though both are paying close attention. Maya's family — her steady husband James, her sharp eighteen-year-old daughter Claire, and her six-year-old son Sam who pressed his palm against the pot one Saturday morning and announced it felt warm — are drawn into the orbit of what the tree is doing one by one. Each of them has spiritual roots. Each of them will eventually have to decide what to do about that. Marcus, for his part, is patient. He has been patient since before he had leaves. He cultivates one small deliberate change at a time and watches the household around him become something neither of them planned for — a family learning to grow alongside a tree that is learning to grow alongside them. He still thinks about that mango from the street market in Bangkok. He thinks he might, eventually, be able to do something about that. Bearing Fruit is a slow-burn cultivation novel about consciousness, care, interdependence, and what it means to become something new without losing what you were. It is also, among other things, about a blind man who loved mangoes and made an unusual choice in the dark.
King_soul · 521 Views

Hollywood: Lights, Ink, Entertainment!

Synopsis : Transmigration. The word still hit Regal like a cold splash of water - a reminder of how his old life, against all his wild imagination, had ended in the least cinematic way possible. No heroic sacrifice. No tearful goodbyes. Not even a poetic monologue. Just… poof. Lights out, curtains down, and show over. Yet, here he was, still alive. Regal Seraphsail - same name, same dreams, but in a world fourteen years into the past. New packaging, though. It was December 2009, in a world that was almost - but not quite - Earth. Then, there was The System. It rewarded him with skills, scripts, and creativity, all tailored to help him become the greatest storyteller this world had ever seen. For Regal, it was the perfect tool. Because, with or without it, Regal’s singular dream had always been cinema - and he will achieve it this time. From writing world-changing stories to directing films that redefined the industry, Regal was determined to become the biggest figure Hollywood had ever seen. His first step? Penning a book called<Harry Potter>and watching it take the world by storm. ===== Points to be noted: - This is a Parallel World. With different people, different backgrounds, and different ages. So, expect plenty of unexpected surprise cameos of celebrities. - No Harem (OC Female Lead). - The MC is not a money driven person, but he understands the practical need for success to bring his visions to life. - Don’t expect an overly realistic portrayal of Hollywood’s dark side, other issues, or any overly grim themes. - I am here to write a fun and entertaining story, not to delve into anything beyond that or political themes. ===== If you are enjoying the story and want to read early chapters, consider supporting me on Patreon! –> [email protected]/OrgoWriters . I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad, AO3, and ScribbleHub. ….
OrgoWriters · 4.5m Views

Programmer in Naruto

To enjoy this fanfic, knowledge of computer science or knowledge about progamming is recommanded. ------------------------------------------------------------ [Configuring Windows Update… 99%… Please wait] … My name is Hiroki Sawada. I’m ten years old—and a reincarnated person. After jumping through time, I’ve ended up living in a perfectly ordinary neighborhood in the Hidden Leaf Village. I’m single, attend the Ninja Academy, and make sure I’m home by 6:00 PM every day. I don’t smoke, I’m not interested in alcohol, and my favorite drink is Fat Otaku Sparkling Water. At the Academy, I do well in theory and hold my own in physical training. I go to bed at exactly 9:00 PM and always get a full eight hours of sleep. Before bed, I do twenty minutes of yoga to relax. Once my head hits the pillow, I’m out cold until morning. I sleep soundly, free from fatigue or stress. According to the doctors, I’m completely normal. Of course, I’m telling you all this just to make one thing clear— I don’t have any grand ambitions. After traveling through time, my only goal is to stay alive. I don’t dream of becoming Hokage. I don’t want to compete with prodigies or get involved in destiny nonsense. I don’t want pink eyes, nor do I want to be some “child of prophecy.” All I want is to live as a normal Konoha civil servant—filing paperwork in the archives, counting kunai in the equipment department, living a calm, plant-like life. Then one day, retire peacefully and collect my pension. That’s the life I, Hiroki Sawada, aspire to. … Ding Dong~ [Completing update, please don’t turn off your computer. This may take some time.] …Wait. Scratch that. I want to be Hokage! ---------------------------------------------- To read chapters in advance go to P@treon - harsh07
harsh07 · 1.2m Views