Lord_Profane

When the world ended, Clayton Hunt was just another street survivor scavenging for scraps, fighting for breath in a crumbling society on the edge of ruin.

Then the sky cracked open, and the Genesis Protocols began.

Dragged into Echoterra, a nightmarish trial world where survival rewrites your very soul, Clayton awakens. Not as a man, but as a seed… a goddamn seed!

Stripped of his body, his memories locked behind suffocating layers, he must claw his way upward from the dirt, evolving into something far beyond human.

The first trial is brutal and simple. 

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[Expand your territory to 100 square meters or die!]
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Facing monstrous rivals, parasitic invaders, and the harsh reality of nature’s cruelty, Clayton battles not only to grow but to dominate; harnessing a feral, plantlike instinct he never knew lurked inside him.

Along the way, fragments of his past leak through, reminding him who he was… and hinting at the terrifying power he might yet awaken.

But survival isn’t enough. In a world where strength writes the law and weakness spells extinction, Clayton won’t just grow. He’ll thrive. 

And when he finally returns to the real world, it won’t be as a scavenger.

It will be as a conqueror.

Echoterra: Rise of the Verdant King

That deep and personal question, finally.

As soon as it was asked, the atmosphere changed. It felt like… all the hesitation disappeared and the die was finally cast.

An uneasy silence settled among the group, even as Veyra shifted uncomfortably, throwing subtle glances at Clayton.

Kaelin and Soren may not realize yet, but like Torren, she never dropped her suspicions about the weird nature of Clayton's existence. Afterall, it was not every day you get to see an Awakened warrior with green skin.

Not just that, his abnormal strength too, and the pervasive feeling that he had even more secrets that he was hiding despite the fact he'd told them so many shocking things about himself already.

This was the reason why she kept on looking out for clues even as she trusted him and never pushed him too far for the truth.

Veil of centuries