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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 · 35.3k Views

Fraze

In a divided city where power isn’t voted for but spoken into existence, a secret hierarchy rules from the shadows. At the top sits the Don — a figure as untouchable as a prime minister, chosen not by the people, but by a rare, overwhelming ability tied to a phrase so powerful it shapes reality itself. In this world, some people are born with abilities derived from famous phrases — short lines that carry immense symbolic meaning. A boy who inherits “Actions speak louder than words” can mute opponents’ powers unless they physically act. Another with “Time waits for no one” can accelerate or slow moments around him. These phrases define status, wealth, and survival. Two boys from the lowest district — reckless, ambitious, and tired of living powerless — discover they each carry dormant phrases thought to be myths. As their abilities awaken, they realize they might be capable of something unheard of: challenging the Don. But rising through the ranks isn’t just about strength. The world is controlled by syndicates, enforcers, and “Orators” — elite fighters trained to weaponize their phrases with precision. Every victory exposes deeper secrets: the origin of phrases, the truth behind the Don’s rule, and the cost of power itself. As the boys climb higher, their bond is tested by betrayal, ambition, and the growing realization that overthrowing the Don might not fix the world — it might break it completely. In the end, they must decide: Do they want to change the system… or become the very thing they set out to destroy?
Bilal_B_9576 · 139 Views

Legacy of the Void Fleet

.... In a universe where starships rule supreme and galactic empires clash for dominance, Kallus, a visionary gamer and strategist, finds himself thrust into an extraordinary reality. Awakened aboard the [Obliterator-Class Star Dreadnought], a vessel born from his own imagination but perfected by a Supreme Being, Kallus must rise to command a fleet that could shape the fate of the cosmos. With a ship forged from mythical adamantium and [mithril alloys], powered by a [Transcendent Dark Matter Engine], and armed with weapons capable of annihilating entire fleets, the Obliterator is more than a warship—it’s a legend incarnate. But Kallus is not alone. Alongside him is the Red Empress, an advanced AI infused with a power of creation and knowledge itself, guiding him with missions that unlock untold power and potential. ........ Author's Note This is my first novel, and I’m still learning the craft of writing. You may notice some repetition or mistakes throughout the story—please understand that they are part of my growth as a creator. I truly appreciate your time and support, and I welcome any constructive feedback to help me improve. That said… read at your own risk! Don’t point fingers at me for wasting your time or money—you’ve been warned. To those who, despite all this, are still reading the book—thank you. I’m truly grateful that you’ve given me and my work a chance. I’ll keep doing my best to improve myself and the story. Thank you again, from the bottom of my heart.
Drake_thedestroyer · 1.1m Views

The Crappy Zero-Star Therapist in a Parallel Dimension

Meet the worst therapist on Earth. He drinks cheap whiskey, aggressively insults his patients, and boasts a bulletproof zero-star rating online. He doesn't want to heal you; he just wants your hourly rate so he can pay his rent. But when a routine session with a weeping middle-manager abruptly turns into a telekinetic meltdown, he realizes that he is in a parallel dimension that is basically a psychological hazard zone. Welcome to a world where unresolved trauma literally gives you superpowers. The citizens here are walking, superpowered powder kegs, relying on their fractured "Egos" to cast fire, bend gravity, and level city blocks. The catch? If their mental health deteriorates, they burn out, and become food for interdimensional monsters hungry for negative energy. In a society entirely populated by emotionally unstable, heavily armed psychopaths, a guy who actually understands the DSM-5 is the ultimate mechanic. But our protagonist didn't get a superpower. He got something infinitely better: absolute, soul-crushing apathy. Because he is so fundamentally cynical and completely dead inside, he leaves zero psychological footprint. Psychic detectives can't track him. The trauma-eating monsters think he has the nutritional value of a cardboard box. He is the ultimate anomaly—a ghost in a city of glowing targets. Well, a ghost with one massive headache. Because his transition to this world woke up his subconscious "Alter"—a sickeningly sweet, overly empathetic Beverly Hills life coach who now lives rent-free in his head and refuses to shut up. Stranded in a dystopia where nobody remembers him and a militarized anomaly task force is hunting his shadow, he has only one goal: find a decent cup of coffee and extort these superpowered lunatics for everything they’re worth. Heroes save the world. He just bills it out-of-network.
Roannie_5721 · 7k Views