in 1860 Russia's industry is a bustling and booming power horse diving into deep industrialization, for one such factory worker ,Narfiey his life is much the same as every other orphaned chided of the age of 17, Hard laborer at the local iron mill, everything's just normal, until one faithful da...

Ah, you’ve returned. Or maybe you’ve never left. It’s hard to tell, in places like these. Let me speak plainly—this story is no longer about heroes. There are no roads, no warm taverns, no festivals waiting to be rebuilt. Here, in this forgotten wound of the world, we follow a man with no n...

In the same Tokyo where Aqua and Ruby Hoshino chase fame and truth, another reincarnated soul moves toward a far darker spotlight. Fuku Raito died twice—once at 36, discarded by society, and in that life he was framed for murder by his own sister and felt pain from his entire family. Death ret...

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...

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...

A hot air balloon. A man with a twirly moustache working for the International Airmail Federation, delivering packages to remote places in the world. Of course he's on a delivery again. Why would it go wrong? We all know the question should be, why wouldn't it.

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...