There are two types of people: those ruled by Thanatos and those ruled by Eros. It's rare to see the God of Death itself but those who see it often see a different person. Most of the time, it's the one you love dearly. But what if the person you loved the most... Was the you in your past? Aft...

A dance is a thing of beauty. Even in a world without sound the majesty of dance will still exist. The king assures this.

In the midst of a quiet evening at home our protagonist tries one more time to feel a connection again. However it's not reciprocated in the way they had hoped. A spin-off from Mayo Hoshino's 'An Invitation from Thanatos' and YAOSOBI'S 'Into the Night'

Dr. William Turner, as usual, was heading towards the hospital every morning. A light mist had settled over the city, and a sense of quietude prevailed. The white walls of the Swallow Medical Center seemed like a sanctuary, always patiently striving to alleviate pain. One day, when he picked u...

There are two forces that rule the humans: Thanatos, the force of death, and Eros, the force of life. And after falling into the temptation of the first one, Aoi will receive a very special visit. A very special short story to remember you are not alone.

In the shadows of the Agatsuma Apartments during the solemn Obon season, the caretaker, Sato Ayato, navigates the building's tranquil corridors. As the season unfolds, a series of tragic events unfurl, blurring the line between celebration and despair. Caught in the midst of festivity and persona...

It is a story about an young man stumbling upon a beauty. In his vulnerable state he fell for her and their story blossomed. Sometime life is just roller coaster of twist and turns, wearing us down making it easy to be preyed upon by the alluring temptations. Sometimes the desire to escape from r...

Beacons are supposed to be easy to follow but sometimes people are just bad at it.

An accidental meeting with a young woman taking coins from a park fountain sparks the feeling of a new connection. That is, until that connection is lost to something that could not be understood.

Tranquil is my heart and empty is mind. But no light shows my way through the darkness. No light, but that of the lonely Wayfaring Stranger, who offered to guide me away from this abyss.