
by Yantu
In a world where nothing withers, nothing breaks, and nothing ends… every life begins with a Seed. Each person in the Garden is born with a concept—fire, iron, echo, light. They nurture it, grow it, and one day, shape reality itself through it. But not all Seeds are meant to grow. When his awakening leaves behind a mark that cannot heal, a flaw that should not exist, he is given a concept no one wants to name. Decay. As others rise, flourish, and bloom, his power does something far worse. It spreads. At the center of the Garden stands a Tower with one hundred floors—a promise whispered since the beginning: reach the top, and any wish will be granted. For him, it is not a dream. It is a necessity. Because if his Seed continues to grow… The Garden itself may not survive. This story is written with the assistance of AI, with heavy direction, editing, and creative control by the author.
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