Follow
Chapters
Share
The One Branch of The Tree

The One Branch of The Tree

- Raka, an ordinary high school student, dies of exhaustion and is reincarnated with his entire class into a fantasy world. There, everyone receives a class and a blessing from the gods to start a new life. While his friends acquire powerful classes like knight, mage, healer, and assassin, Raka is given the class considered the weakest and most shameful: the One Tree Branch. - Considered a burden and a threat to the group, Raka was betrayed and hunted by his own friends on their first day of arrival. Cornered in the Forbidden Forest, a place known as a region full of monsters and death, Raka discovered his class' true ability: Devour Root, the power to absorb the attributes, energy, and even skills of anyone he kills. - Since then, his life changed completely. - To survive, Raka is forced to kill monsters, bounty hunters, and the people who hunt him. Each victory makes him grow stronger, while his class weapon slowly evolves from a lowly twig into an increasingly terrifying weapon. - In the midst of his struggle for survival, Raka meets Nara, a mysterious girl wielding two daggers who has her own agenda in the Forbidden Forest. Together with Nara, Raka enters the Core Zone, the mysterious center of the forest filled with ancient ruins, artifacts, and a dangerous organization called the White Council. - There, Raka discovers that his class resonates with a mysterious entity called the False World Tree, a giant tree that is the source of the anomalies in the Forbidden Forest. - The deeper he unravels the secrets of the False World Tree, the more it becomes clear that the One Tree Trunk class is not a failed class, but rather a forbidden fragment of the true World Tree-a power that has long been sealed away because it was thought to be capable of destroying the balance of the world. - Now Raka is at a crossroads: take revenge on his friends who betrayed him, or pursue the truth behind the World Tree fragment that is now directly connected to him. - But one thing is certain, the more power he absorbs, the closer he gets to something far more dangerous than death: losing himself and becoming the new vessel for the World Tree.
Chapters
Share

Chapter 10

I woke up earlier than usual or maybe I didn't really sleep well, it's hard to sleep when your only travel companion is a mysterious woman whose level is unreadable and who could most likely stab you in three fatal spots before breakfast. The campfire was a healthy environment, with only a few embers remaining, and the morning mist hanging low among the trees. The air was cooler than yesterday. I opened my eyes and reflexively looked around. Nara was awake, of course, sitting on a rock, sharpening one of her daggers. Her movements were calm, precise, almost deliberate. I ignored the fact that the tool she was sharpening was meant for stabbing vital organs. “Good morning,” I said. Nara glanced briefly. “You slept holding a gun.” I looked at the Thorny Branch that I was still holding. “…new habits.” “Paranoid,” he corrected. “Survival instinct,” I replied. Nara didn't respond, it was hard to win a debate with someone whose default expression was unpaid invoice.  I stood up and stretched. Nature Assimilation was actually very helpful, even after a short sleep. My body felt much fresher, and the minor injuries from last night were almost healed, which was very good. I opened my status. Name: Lock Level 13 Class: One Tree Trunk Weapon: Thorny Branch Skill: Devour Root Ember Slash Root Snare Minor Mana Sense Nature Assimilation Good progress, still far from overpowered, but no longer depressing, I was a little satisfied. Nara threw something at me, and I caught it reflexively, a small, dark red fruit. “What is this?” I asked. “It’s edible.” Not a very convincing answer. I stared at the fruit. “Edible and safe to eat are two different categories.” "If it was poisonous I wouldn't give it to you." I raised an eyebrow. “High optimism.” Even though I ate it, it tasted sour, a little bitter but gave a warm sensation in the body, not bad. “Light buff,” Nara said. “Thirty minutes of cold resistance.” I nodded.  Okay, that's useful. We started walking after packing up camp. Today's target: the core zone.  There was no pressure, the morning forest felt different, the deeper we went in, the heavier the atmosphere, the trees changed shape, the trunks were darker, the leaves were almost black, large roots spread like giant snakes.  Some even moved slightly, but I chose to pretend not to notice that mental health was important. Minor Mana Sense also began to work harder, the energy in this area was too dense, even the air felt heavy. I looked at Nara. “Have you been this far?” “Once,” he replied. "Almost die." A great boost in confidence, we continued our journey in silence, occasionally Nara signaling stops, avoiding certain areas, pointing out monster tracks or natural traps.  He's clearly experienced, I'm starting to understand why he's still alive a useful but still suspicious partner, yeah pretty balanced. A few hours passed and finally we arrived at the limit, I knew it even before Nara stopped because the atmosphere changed drastically.  Before us lay a large open area like a giant clearing in the middle of a black earth forest, the fog was thicker and in the middle of it a giant tree.  I froze the trunk was so large it felt like a tower, its roots spread throughout the area, its leaves were dark silver, a faint light was coming from the trunk, the mana from it was so great it was almost suffocating. Notifications appear automatically. Area discovered: Core Zone — False World Tree Danger: Extreme I read the name of the area twice. “The World Tree... is fake?” Interesting. Nara stood beside me, her gaze serious. “That is the center of this forest.” “The root of all change.” I couldn't stop staring at the tree, the Thorny Branch in my hand started to throb once, twice, stronger than before as if responding to something, I looked at my weapon. Oh? A new notification appears. Class resonance detected. Source nearby. Evolution material present. I stared at the writing, my heart beating faster. The closest source? Could it be the tree? I slowly raised my head to look at the giant tree in front of me, a small smile appearing on my face. “I think my class is very interested.” Nara glanced at the notification on my face. "Guess?" “Maybe a big jackpot,” I replied. He let out a small sigh. "Good." “That means our problems are big too.” Fair enough we started to slowly move into the area, each step feeling wrong like stepping into the territory of something that shouldn't be disturbed.  My instincts screamed back, go away, find a quiet life, maybe open a shop, but curiosity was far stronger than a very bad bad trait.  Just a few steps in, I heard the voices of not monsters but several humans, Nara and I immediately took cover behind a large root to peek.  There were five people near the tree, their armor better, their weapons fully equipped, and their auras stronger—they weren't hunters by any chance. One of them, wearing a long, dark blue coat, held a metal staff, seemingly the leader. They were digging for something near the tree roots, searching for something. Nara narrowed her eyes. “Too late,” he whispered. I noticed the symbol on their armor was an unknown white circle symbol. A small notification appears. Faction detected: White Council Threat: High White Council? New name, possibly new problems, that's great, I whispered, “Know them?” Nara's expression changed slightly to one of extreme dislike. “Yes.” His tone was colder. “And that's bad news.” Okay, that's clear. The group leader suddenly spoke, his voice was clear. “Search faster.” “The artifact must be found before the next resonance.” Resonance, Artifact, Tree, Class resonance the puzzle pieces began to connect, I stared at the Thorny Branch my weapon pulsed again stronger as if calling. Damn, please don't activate drama mode now, Nara saw my expression. "What is it?" I answered quietly, “I think... what they're looking for might react to me.” Nara looked at me, was silent for two seconds then took a deep breath. “Great.” “I've only known you for two days and my life is already more complicated.” I smiled a little. “Glad to contribute.” In front of us one of the White Council members suddenly stopped, he turned towards the bush where we were hiding.  “Who’s there?!” he shouted. All heads immediately turned towards us, Nara and I looked at each other silently for a split second then I said, “I think stealth mode is over.” Nara took out her two daggers. “Yes.” And in an instant the situation turned very bad again. [END CHAPTER 10]

You may also like

Betrayed At The Altar, Married For Revenge
8.3
Betrayed at the altar. Replaced by her own sister. On what should have been the happiest day of her life, Amara loses everything-her fiancé, her dignity, and her future. But that same night, a dangerous man steps out of the shadows with an offer she can't refuse. Marriage. Power. Revenge. Now bound to a ruthless CEO, Amara is ready to destroy everyone who betrayed her. There's just one problem... Her new husband knows more about her past than he should. And the closer she gets to revenge- the more she realizes she may have married the man who ruined her in the first place.
Between Ruin And Revenge: Her Regret
8.4
I worked three double shifts at the garage just to buy a velvet-boxed cake for my wealthy girlfriend, Arleen. But when I pushed open the VIP room door, I saw her lover kissing her bare leg. She didn't push him away. Instead, she laughed and swirled her martini. "I only forgot Finn because I knew he would stay. He is a poor boy from Queens who follows me around like a loyal dog." Later that night, her lover intentionally crashed a Porsche to scare me, sending a piece of jagged metal into my skull. Lying in a growing pool of my own blood, I watched Arleen crawl out of the wreckage. She didn't even look at me. She threw herself at her uninjured lover, screaming for a medic. "He just got scraped by a piece of plastic. He is faking it. Deal with Jaquez first!" When I woke up, I wasn't free. Arleen had locked me in a private hospital wing with 24-hour security, planning to isolate me and keep me as her broken, captive toy forever. My blind, pathetic devotion finally froze into absolute disgust. I looked at the heart monitor next to my bed and grabbed an IV needle. I severed the sensor wire to trigger a flatline, slipped out the fire stairs while the nurses panicked, and burned my identity to ashes. This time, I was going to disappear to London, build my own empire, and watch hers burn.
Chamber: An Esports Romance
7.2
Clifton, the god of esports, was secretly battling a career-ending wrist injury to protect his team. A year ago, he kissed his duo partner, Justice, only to be met with violent disgust. Justice shoved him away and dry-heaved in the rain, looking at him like a monster. Humiliated by the straight man's raw revulsion, Clifton cut him out of his life. But now, Justice suddenly appeared at Clifton's club as a rookie tryout. Instead of an ambitious climber, Justice played the perfect, pathetic victim. He cowered, trembled, and acted terrified whenever Clifton was near. He even signed a bloodsucking contract with a toxic teammate, sparking rumors he was brought in to replace Clifton as captain. During a scrimmage, Clifton hesitated to shoot because he remembered Justice had just severely burned his hand. Justice showed no mercy. He ruthlessly gunned Clifton down, humiliating the captain in front of the entire coaching staff. Clifton was consumed by blinding rage and betrayal. If Justice was so disgusted by him, why did he fake his devotion for six months just to use him? Why was he acting like helpless prey now, after trampling all over Clifton's pride? Determined to rip off the liar's disguise, Clifton dragged Justice into a live stream in front of sixty thousand viewers. "He's asking if you are in love with me." Clifton smiled cruelly, waiting for the public execution. But just as the trap snapped shut, a choked, terrified gasp came through the headset.
Do I Have A Thing With My Professor?
8.6
Lilac Stone once wanted nothing more than being unnoticed. But everything changed the moment she met Adrian Cole, the new lecturer. He's distant and completely off-limits. She's quiet, guarded, and unprepared for the way he sees right through her. What begins as harmless conversations after class quickly turns into something far more dangerous-something neither of them can stop no matter how hard they try. But then they're living in a world where rules are meant to be followed, and their connection is one line they were never supposed to cross. Whispers turn to accusations. Secrets are exposed. Their futures are at risk. They are merely two opposites-a lecturer and a student, a male and a female-but they are bound to destroy each other as long as they are huddled in one space at the same time. What then can they choose: forfeit their futures and embrace their happiness, or let the latter slip while keeping their careers intact?
My Stepbrother's Lust
8.8
"Fuck...please..." He risks a nibble, sending shockwaves to my core. My back arches off the wall with a sharp moan. His hand slides between my legs, cupping my soaking panties. "Look how wet you are," he whispers, "...shaking, and I haven't even fucked you yet." He strokes my clit gently first, then harder. My toes curl, hair spilling into my sweaty face. He's breaking me, ruining me with just his tongue and fingers. I can't speak. I can't think. I just tremble in his arms. ********* The night I caught my fiancé cheating, something in me broke. I cried. I screamed. I drove - into the rain, into nowhere, into him. Cassian Cross. A stranger with gray eyes, a sinful mouth, and hands that made me forget my name. One night was all it took. One reckless mistake to burn away my heartbreak. Until he showed up at my mom's wedding... As my new stepbrother. Now, Cassian won't stop. He corners me in hallways, whispers filth at the altar, and looks at me like he still owns my body. But there's one thing he didn't tell me- He already belongs to someone else. A fiancée bound to him by a contract... and a secret that could destroy us both. He's dangerous. He's forbidden. He's promised to another. And God help me, I still can't stop wanting him.
Reborn Heiress: Taming The Ruthless Tycoon
9.7
Gemma expected the tearing agony of the bullet wound that had just ended her life. Instead, her trembling fingers met the cool, smooth friction of heavy silk. She stared into the mirror. Her face was flawless, completely devoid of the jagged scar that had marred her cheek for the last five years. It was exactly ten years ago. The day of her engagement party to the ruthless billionaire, Brion Hubbard. In her past life, her "best friend" Katelyn convinced her to run away with a scheming scumbag. Katelyn claimed Brion was a heartless tyrant who would ruin her. Gemma had foolishly believed those fake tears. That choice led to her family's bankruptcy, her brutal disfigurement, and ultimately, a fatal bomb explosion. The only person who tried to save her was Brion, his blood-soaked body shielding hers from the blast. She even realized too late that the strawberry cream cakes she always made for him were full of dairy. He wasn't leaving to cheat on her. He was locking himself in a medical bay, fighting fatal allergic shock, just to accept a tiny scrap of her affection. Gemma had been so incredibly blind. Why did she trust the venomous snakes who destroyed her, while hating the man who died for her? Hearing Katelyn frantically knocking on the dressing room door, urging her to run away again, a towering hatred surged through Gemma's veins. This time, she wasn't going to run. She was going to expose the traitors, take back her family's wealth, and claim the tyrant for herself.