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When Hell Freezes

Benifie
What’s wrong with investing all of your points into Dexterity? Either Ben hits a new land speed record, or he finds out what happens when your acceleration suddenly becomes zero… Sike! He’s already done that, it sucks. After his brother disappeared, Ben couldn’t stand to stay in his house any longer, it should have been him instead. But now that he’s been thrown into a Hard Difficulty tutorial, he has a chance to find his brother and bring him back to his… Family? He does have a family, right? Ever since he started talking to this one person, his memories have been all fuzzy. Whatever, he’s got all the time in the tutorial to figure that out. For now, he and the other 48 commuters have to try to survive the goblins and wolves and bears, oh my! And who could forget the suspiciously chunky raccoon that keeps stealing our stuff? ----------------------------------------------------------- What to expect: * This is a fan-fiction of "Hell Difficulty Tutorial" by Cerim. * Reading Cerim's work is recommended but not required, everything necessary will be explained * MC will start in Hard difficulty and go from there * No Harem/Romance * Rogue / Dexterity build * Non-Mana-Maniac * Driven to madness, seeking the light
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Crown of Thorns and Roses.

Those who fail him, they claim, are consumed by his gardens. They are unaware, though, that I have been talking to plants my whole life—and now the fate of the kingdom hinges on their response. I wanted no attention at all. Enough risk is involved growing illegal miraculous blossoms in my small rural garden. However, I find the reason the king's gardens are withering and why all five gardeners before me have vanished when royal guards transport me to the palace. The gardens provide more than only aesthetic purposes. They're the kingdom's last defense. Constant observation by Crown Prince Thorne, his silver eyes frigid as the winter gradually kills his territory. The court mumbles he killed the past gardeners for failing, but I detect despair in his eyes. Each day I coax life from the wilting magical plants, I feel the protective wards strengthening. Each night, I sense the shadowy creatures straining our bounds, getting stronger, hungrier. Should I fail, I should detest the haughty prince threatening punishment. Instead, I find myself pulled to the man beneath the thorny crown—a monarch willing to become the villain in whispered legends if it means saving his people. As my power develops with odd new blossoms no one has seen before, so does the threat. The prince's foes conspire within the royal walls, the magical barriers decrease with each passing day, and my heart treacherously softens toward the man who cannot afford to love me back. They believe his gardens eat those who disappoint him. What they don't know is what happens when a wild magic like mine begins to overwhelm me.
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