Thanatos has stolen away someone very important to me. Someone who is my reason to live. He is seeing the God of Death even though he is ruled by Eros. The God of Death will lead him towards death. I’m caught between two choices… In life, we swing back and forth, joy to sadness, hope to despair....

The boy never understood the ruckus about the Thanatos', nor the Eros'. Until he saw a girl ruled by Thanatos. Everything felt alright, until he realized something; They fell through the night, holding each other's hand.

If you can't live and you can't die under your own power, what's left? This is the story of a boy in the prison of his own body. Unable to move, unable to speak, unable even to bite his tongue. He and the woman who appears with the moonlight. Cover: Leonardo AI

Eros, the God of Life and Thanatos, the God of Death, are infamously known throughout the world. The people of Eros desire to live and create life in order to please their god and the people of Thanatos desire to die in order to please their own. That being said, Yakuto is stuck in the middle as ...

Two enigmatic beings are eternally fighting over life and death. Victory of one or another in a game of chess leads to the very fate of the wagered life.

What if Thanatos only calls on followers because the loneliness of their existence was too much to bear? What if Eros tries to stop them every single time, showing them they are loved but having their words and actions reverberate in the void as they fail to reach them? Is Death really all that t...

When divine intervention meets human love, a grieving man's quest to bring back his departed wife leads to an otherworldly mix-up.

An idol who has lost everything. How can she find the strength to go on living?

A short story based off of 'Into the Night' by YOASOBI and 'An Invitation from Thanatos' by Mayo Hoshino. A daughter who's parents' desired death, but she desired to live.

December 24th. The snow had taken the shape of the roofs it had fallen over. The weather was chilly but my living room was warm, thanks to the heater. "Sorry." Just one word sent from his LINE account. It could mean a lot of things.