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The world already ended. They just don’t know it yet. Deep beneath the surface, hidden from the ruined outside world, the last remnants of humanity survive inside a massive dome—though most don’t even know it. Outside, monstrous creatures roam freely, wiping out anything that dares challenge t...
Emi -- a college graduate student -- works as hard as she can and yet it's not enough. The world ending and she knows there's barely anything she can do now. Writing as her only forte she writes and writes inspired by her high school crush, Kyo Suzuki. She wonders if the world ending is really so...
Humans, the species with the highest intellectual capacity yet ever so ignorant of reality's ways. Time and time again, humans defied the laws of the absolute truth while being ever so unaware of the chaos that was yet to ensue. But then one day as the night fell, the moon shone brighter than eve...
The world is infected with a rare virus of Martian origin, which causes those infected with it to morph into strange creatures whose sole purpose is to infect more people and kill those immune to the infection. Misa Stanley is a nurse working on the front lines when infected patients start morphi...
"Luffy, a 16-year-old with a wild heart, gets more than he bargained for when he trips into a cursed prophecy at Nightshade Academy. Now linked to Lilith, a demon girl with a cursed panty and a short temper, he has 66 days to break the curse—or face the consequences. Surrounded by ghosts, chaos, ...
Time ends. Time begins. Time returns. I have walked this path before. I will walk it again. I walk it now. Each breath is a life. Each life, a flicker. Each flicker, forgotten. I do not remember—yet I am drawn forward. Not by fate. Not by prophecy. But by something older than both: the weig...