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All things began with a single choice, a single desire to break the status quo, a moments decision that caused a war between four beings that still rages across uncountable worlds and universes even now. The first amung them wished to create and observe. The second longed for the endless cycle that had now been shattered. The third looked upon existence with disgust and wished for it all to return to the void. The forth desired only for an equilibrium and hoped to stop the complete destruction of the others. From these clashing ideologies existence itself would split apart and all things were dragged into their never ending struggle. Now I must learn, learn and survive in an omniverse controlled by four warring concepts of unknowable power. Reborn as a certain parasitic organism I must subjugate and indoctrinate, build my armies of metal and flesh, my endless hordes of monsters and mechanical weapons. I do this all for a simple reason, to protect myself against entities and beings that could wipe me away with a single flick of their wrist. And this isn't even mentioning all the opposition that I may face from those supposedly on my side of this stupid war that I find myself so abruptly pulled into. /===================================\ This novel is currently only being uploaded on Scribblehub, Webnovel and Royalroad, this may change later on but for now these are the only places I am posting this.
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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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