Novel Tree Novels & Stories

] "One tree only got 15 nuts…well….that's...nuts…hehe.." It's been 5 days since I arrive at this world called Fantasma, the forest where I'm currently trekking right now was known as Drachma Forest, the forest itself wasn't dense, it's just that it's never been touched by anyone. So, in other words, it's a virgin forest. Naturally, there are plenty of rare resources lying around. I've been collecting all things that can help me increase my Status Attributes, the nuts I found were just adding to my already plenty of resources. Still walking in this calm and beautiful forest was quite enjoyable; besides I never get tired of collecting all the items that grant me free status points.

The "Core-Tree" in the heart of the A****n did not just grow; it manifested. Standing nearly three thousand feet tall, its trunk was a translucent pillar of amber glass intertwined with pulsing carbon-fiber "muscle." It was the primary node of the global Techno-Forest, and it was currently screaming a digital signal into the ionosphere.

The "Bleeding Forest" did not end; it simply became more intentional. As Avery dragged the reinforced sled through the thickening violet fog, the chaotic tangle of the mangroves smoothed out into an aisle of gargantuan, white-barked trees that looked like bleached bone against the dark jungle floor. These weren't palms. They were Albizia Sombra—the "Ghost Trees" that only grew in the high-oxygen, high-protein soil of the island’s central spiral.

she told him, though her words were a bit unclear. She leaned against the old, withered tree, placing her forehead on it as she whispered something soft. Nikolai watched, bewildered, as the ground rippled with life. Suddenly, the tree regained its color, fresh branches sprouting, vibrant leaves unfurling, and delicate flowers reaching for the sky. It was breathtaking to witness something he thought was dead come back to life, even if it was just a tree. Nikolai's gaze lingered on Alexei, who shimmered with a faint green glow. When she stepped back, satisfaction radiated from her.

Moonlight poured down like silver rain. She slowly lifted her head and caught her own breath. It was the magnificent, huge tree in the middle of the city she had seen when she first entered the kingdom. The tree trunk stood firmly but the branches were all barren. No leaves. No flowers. The Everlasting Tree She remembered what Bina had told her about the tree. It was the tree that sustained the lives of all werewolves… but also the one that cursed their existence. Maya still couldn’t understand how one tree could have that much power. But standing in front of it, she felt the immaculate pressure of greatness… of an ancient powerful being… It made the hairs behind her neck stood.

“But forgetting is heavier. Because then you’re alone. And no one is meant to be alone with their bleeding.” Nova lived to 300. She planted 200 petals in her life. Each one grew differently. Like wolves. One tree sang when you bled on it. Low, humming notes. One tree cried sap that tasted like the first rain after drought. One tree grew leaves you could look through and see a memory that wasn’t yours. One tree grew stones in its roots, and each stone had a story cut into it. Wolves called her *The Lighter*.

She did not give up trying to persuade Nara to stay here and be her daughter. "I don't let you go, Nara! We will live together in this illusory world," said the woman Tree. She tried to run her master, the tree of illusion keep Nara in the world of illusion. And the trees survive by eating other trees. Who is has strength is who will live until the end.

The girl took out a brown-bound book and started reading the notes inside. Ana continued to go deeper and deeper. At the moment she hadn't found anything. There was not a single animal roaming around and nothing strange. Ana continued walking about five hundred meters from the entrance gate, Ana found a tree like the one described in the book. Ana stared at the tree and then read the note in the book. 'Two trees with carvings of five crescents that seem to reflect light.' Ana held the carved symbol of one of the trees. "There is no mistake, this must be the tree in book." Ana looked around, there was nothing special around there.

Celina affirmed. Our path led us to a clearing bathed in the soft glow of moonlight. In the center stood a cluster of ancient trees, their trunks scarred by the tendrils of darkness. The forest's magic was slowly healing them, but the corruption's touch still lingered. "These trees are resilient," Alder observed. "They're fighting to reclaim their purity." I approached one of the trees, placing my hand against its bark. I could feel its life force pulsating beneath my touch, a testament to its unwavering spirit.

Bit by bit, black light forming eyes and mouth began to appear on the tree trunk. "What did you say earlier Za?" asked Reymond who was beside Azareel. "It's a vine, its main strength is a plant, but we can't attack with the earth element, it makes it easier for the tree to fight its enemies." Azareel explained while noticing the tree's traits. "Eee ... that tree reminds me of Helloween days," said Tanner. "Now isn't the time to joke around, Tanner," Eruza admonished. "I am not kidding!"