How far would you go to save the only thing you have left? To sacrifice your sanity for your very livelihood? There are consequences to everything, both good and bad...

Note:This is a series that takes elements and inspiration from different series, that may or may not have same cliche systems.

Nothing makes... sense. Except the things that are me and a little bit of those around me. Am I walking? Who am I? Where do I need to go? Sometimes, I feel like I'm being followed.

Adrift in space, the UN Flagship Xochiquetzal had a mission: to save humanity. A mission that was left to the best and brightest. A single person who would make the trip across the stars, ensuring the vessel made it to the next habitable star system, seeding it with life, before continuing. But ...

He woke up in a hospital with no memory of how he got there. But there are no patients or doctors left. Only horrors of flesh and metal stalking the halls. Stalking him. It is times like these that force men to confront who they really are. He knows there must be a way out. There must be...

Down on his luck, musician and songwriter Jun Miyamoto is losing everything. His band, his will live, his grip on sanity. Kick out of his band and with no one else to turn, Jun begins to ponder the point of life. If he can't make friends and he can't survive in the world, then what good was he...

When Setsuka awakens in a white void with no memory of her past, she believes she has won a miracle: a world of her own creation. As centuries pass inside her fabricated reality, she slowly uncovers unsettling truths—she does not age, death is reversible, and the world obeys hidden rules tied to ...

As a shopkeeper of occult objects, my life is quiet and undisturbed—the peace I’ve always craved. Nothing could touch it. Or so I thought... until the threats started arriving in my mailbox. And they have not ceased. A killer is hunting me, and I may be the next name on a list of victims t...

June was a little slower than the others. Same things her father said; same as her mother; and sometimes, same as her husband. June was twenty-two when she had Lily. June was twenty-three when Lily’s dog disappeared without a trace. June was twenty-four when Lily died. And now, a year on…...