The 15 year named "Nocturne, Naito" has a dream. It's to become a NEET. A NEET that has already gained money enough to live his life as a NEET without relying on everyone. A NEET where he can enjoy his life lazing around reading books(Light Novel/Manga in a Fantasy World) using the money he has e...

Ordinary life hangs over us like the sky. Dull, normal, and routine, the school days roll by like quiet spring storms. Fukada Shiori is in love with a boy across her class, Naito Kazuki. Lucky but unbeknownst to her, he's also in love with her! Now all they have to do is ask each other out. It...

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During the 19th century in England a 20 years old girl name Alice who works in the bakery and she always dreamed about travelling around the world. One day she meets a man who made her dreams come true. The both of them travel together and their adventure story begins....

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After tragically dying from a gunshot wound, 17 year-old Giovanni meets Zien, god of the afterlife. He tells Giovanni he can reincarnate into the fantasy world of his dreams! But, Giovanni soon learns life in another world is not the paradise he thought it was.

The boy Akio longs for two things, the nostalgic childhood taste of Tahitian Vanilla, and the colossal monument that stands on an unreachable center mountain in the middle of a bottomless abyss. After Akio moved to Chronosburg, (A class-divided city in the shape of a ring, that surrounds the Cen...

Beyond Seven Gates of Hell and Seven Seas of Problems there might be Earth but we do know there is Darkness. Darkness has the speed of a logic process if You do not know what You are looking for, like when Jesus believed the Bottom pit of Hell is the Garden of Eden.

Jesse is a ridiculous boy. He has always dreamt of being an artist. Since childhood, he has painted on silos, made art projects out of spare parts, and attempted to portray the image of his mother perfectly, even long after she's gone. The Mange is a story about this silly boy named Jesse who sea...

It was dark. I was cold & wearing nothing but a thin white robe that was torn at the sleeves, hips, & back. There was an iron-like smell wafting through the room, blood. It was definitely blood. But, who's? Mine? Or, someone else's? I slowly got up & onto my feet to look around but, as expected, ...