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The Crimson Pact: A Dragon in Essos

Zarkrai
Maya Jones was a woman from the modern era who died and was reincarnated as Angelus in the world of Drakengard but as a hatchling. After 10,000 years of survival in the brutal and chaotic world of Drakengard, she got heavily wounded from a Void Watcher but not before killing it beforehand. The impact of it's self-destruction launched her through realities that ultimately landed her in the land of Essos in the world of Game of Thrones that she recognizes. Worst, she was reduced to her 1st level form from the damages from the Void Watcher. She was soon founded by one of Khal Drogo's men and was offered as an asset to him. After being offered to him as an asset, she comes across Daenerys and Viserys Targaryen who is with him and that's when Angelus realizes when exactly she's in and will lead to her wondering if Daenerys is worthy of being her first Pact Maker. But there is more to the world than Angelus expected from what she remembers. I do not own The Witcher, Game of Thrones, DnD or any other franchises listed in the story later and their characters. Their respective creators owns them.
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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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