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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.
Potato_mine · 2.2k Views

SAIKON

Ryo Kenzaki was just a high schooler. Ordinary. Forgotten. Content to fade into a crowd and wait for the end of the day. Then a star fell from the sky, and everything changed. In a moment of instinct, he pulled a bleeding woman from a crater—and learned that the world he knew was a lie. The Human Realm exists on borrowed time, separated from the Hunting Realm by a crumbling threshold. On the other side, monsters wait. Creatures born when Hunters break—warriors twisted into something that only remembers hunger, their humanity consumed by an endless need to kill and feed. When a Spider creature hunts Ryo across burning ruins, he's dragged into the last sanctuary: a dojo at the edge of both worlds, run by a woman who expected his arrival. Tsukihime offers him a choice—one that isn't really a choice at all. A blade. A Kizugami—a weapon forged from wounds themselves, blessed with a terrible awareness. It doesn't serve the wielder. It judges them. And in the moment Ryo touches the hilt, he feels it: the blade seeing into him, searching for something, finding him wanting. But there's no walking back. A Kaimon hunts him. A cosmic Eye watches from the sky. And somewhere in the gathering darkness, something vast and inevitable is moving toward the world's end. Ryo never wanted to be a Hunter. Never wanted to inherit a curse he didn't deserve. But fate, it seems, has already made its choice for him. The only question left is: when everything is stripped away—when he's forced to become something other than human—can he still stand as himself once more? Or will the blade consume him like it has consumed all the others? Character Art by @_iamskiddy
SoraIkigai · 1.1k Views

Back to my fathers prime

Ayaan is an athlete living a disciplined, ordinary life—driven by training, grounded by love, and guided by a father he deeply respects. To him, his father is a quiet man who values education over violence, control over chaos. Yet, at night, his father tells stories of a past that feels impossible to believe—stories of strength, dominance, and a time when an entire village depended on his presence. Ayaan never truly believes them. Until one night, he sees it for himself. When fragments of his father’s past begin to surface, Ayaan’s certainty about reality starts to crack. Questions he never asked before begin to haunt him: Who was his father before he became a parent? What kind of world shaped him? And what price did that strength demand? Then, in a moment driven by emotion, doubt, and regret, Ayaan is thrown back in time—into the era when his father was at his prime. Not as a son. But as a stranger. In a village ruled by fear, respect, and unwritten laws, Ayaan comes face to face with a younger version of his father—a black belt, a protector, and a man standing on the edge of becoming something darker. As Ayaan slowly becomes his father’s closest ally and best friend, he witnesses the incidents that shaped a legend—and the choices that led to irreversible consequences. But the past is not fragile. Every small change threatens to rewrite the future. Every intervention carries a cost. And saving someone may mean erasing himself. Back to My Father’s Prime is a grounded, emotional time-travel story about legacy, violence, love, and the thin line between protection and destruction—where understanding the past may be the most dangerous thing of all.
Md_fahad_Kashif · 12.1k Views