The Seed Of Life Novels & Stories

] [May all your plans work out perfectly. [Live long and stay healthy!] [May everything work out perfectly for you!] … They were the notes William and I had left behind, one by one, in different corners of the city. And then, internet sleuths uncovered another account. The username was 'GimmeThatResurrectionScroll'. It contained only one post—a short video with text and audio. [You made it. If we never meet again in this life, then I hope today is kind to you. Tomorrow too. And every day after—always.]

buried in the Arctic permafrost, designed to preserve the world’s botanical heritage against catastrophe. "The seed," Luther said, staring at the screen in our basement workshop. The old, familiar dread was coiling in my stomach, but his expression was different. Not fear, but a grim, fascinated resolve. "Not a metaphor. A literal seed. Grier didn't start with human genetics. He started with botanical immortality."

“You would have gone back, but even the antidote meant to cure you is not able to, for now, because the poison has gone too deep into your body. “What? Hold on. So, what can I do about this? I can't be here for too long, and there must be a reason why I'm still here.” “Hmmm. You're smart. Alright, the only thing you can do is to buy yourself a life seed. That's the only thing that can aid the antidote you're being given to work.” "How do I buy it? How do I get to where it's sold?" I asked desperately as he stared into blank air like he was lost in thoughts.

In ten years, twenty years, fifty years, they'd tower over this space, providing shade and beauty and life. Just like the survivors who found their way here. I'd been buried. Paralyzed in that bedroom, poison in my veins, my identity stolen, my daughter taken, everything stripped away. Alex had tried to kill me slowly, thinking he could crush me into nothing. He didn't know I was a seed. And seeds, when buried in darkness, don't die. They germinate. They push through soil and stone. They reach for sunlight with relentless determination. They grow.

As my fingertip brushed one, a ripple of energy surged up my arm—tingling warmth that wrapped around my chest like sunlight. The seed dropped to the soil, and in an instant, it burst open. Roots spiraled down, leaves unfurling, reaching toward a golden light that appeared above. Within seconds, a green sprout became a sturdy stalk crowned with blossoms of pale silver. I gasped. I wasn’t just surviving—I was creating life.

And after a while, he parted the bushes to reveal what looked like a farm. The farmland was about 100m by 100m and on it were cultivated fruits and vegetables. And what was more surprising about it was that, they were mature and ripe fruits and vegetables on it. “Oh my lord” Anita exclaimed, she had been quiet ever since. She ran into the farm land to grab a fresh ripe tomato to confirm what her eyes was seeing. “is this for real?” Baji asked as he stared at it in disbelief. “yes, it is.” Joshua said already munching on cucumbers he had harvested from it.

--- A Seed of Tomorrow As the sun climbed higher, Lyra knelt and touched the soil. Her fingers brushed something firm beneath the damp earth. She drew it out — a small, golden seed, shimmering faintly with both fire and light. “What is that?” the Flame Child asked. Lyra turned it over in her palm. “It’s something new. Something the Flow has never made before.” The seed pulsed once, softly. A heartbeat — faint, curious, alive. She placed it back into the ground and covered it with soil. “When it grows, it will remember all of this —

Seeds," Alexander whispered. Not just seeds," Jax said, opening a canister to reveal the dark, organic kernels inside. "These are pre-Reset strains. They’re engineered for high-salinity soil. Silas didn't just store these as a curiosity; he was keeping them for the 'New Stability for when he finally finished scouring the earth and wanted to start a garden in his own image.

She slipped her arm through mine, looked straight at Regina, and said calmly, “So, this is your ex?” Worried she might get jealous again, I quickly explained. “We dated when we were young. Just for a month. I haven’t seen her in ten years.” The quick attempt to draw a clear line made Regina’s face pale. After a pause, I added, “And I never said I’d only love her in this lifetime.” Regina froze. She understood what I meant. That promise was from the man I was in my previous life. We had both chosen different paths now. That vow didn’t count anymore.

I’m not sure what my complete plan was, beyond landing myself a rich husband, that is. I didn’t set out to steal Adrienne’s life, but it was just so perfect. Everything about her life, from her background to her handsome husband and perfect home, the home she’d invited me into. It was watching Victoria with Gia that had first planted the seed of usurpation in my head.