The Advent of The Soul Tree

Dendron didn't ask for a second chance. He definitely didn't ask for roots.

Struck by a truck and thrown into a new world, he wakes up rooted to the forest floor, no legs, no mouth, no family jewels, just bark, sap, and a system that seems to think this is a promotion.

Turns out being a tree has its perks. He doesn't need to eat. He doesn't need to sleep. And with a portal-flinging root and a talent for absorbing the souls of anything foolish enough to die nearby, he's climbing the food chain faster than anyone bothered to notice a tree could.

He's not a hero. He's barely a person. But if there's one thing a lifetime of quitting jobs taught him, it's how to find the path of least resistance, even when that path runs straight through a warlord's skull.

A LitRPG isekai about ambition, guilt, dark comedy, and the least likely protagonist to ever get handed a system.

Author's note: This is an official cross-post by the original author. The story is also available on Webnovel under the username Bryrawr.