Hey there, who knew I would be reincarnated as a girl. Not me, that i can tell ya. Anyway, apparently I'm the second princess? Wait, there's more to it? Good gods, is my next life a toughie. Follow me on my new life's journey, you won't want to miss this!! Disclamer: The story starts from a ra...

Momoka can't help but want to break the cycle of hospital visits that make up her life as she seeks an answer to escape.

Two souls find each other on a rooftop, entangled in a struggle against the seductive allure of the God of Death. Their love is powerful, yet the constant battle with darkness takes its toll.

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.

Zaphyrian Valley, a port of serenity, faced impending war. Commander Berengar, a beacon of hope, led a valiant defense. In the heart of battle, he stood unwavering. Despite adversity, he made the ultimate sacrifice, vanquishing the enemy. Berengar's legacy lives on, etched in the valley's spirit....

In a haunting hospital room, Kota's battle between life and death unfolds. Rejected by his "God of Death," he seeks oblivion, but a voice from his past, his "God of Life," pulls him back. Two gods, one in the night sky and one in the daylight, define his choice, leading to a surprising revelation.

A story about two people who have different relationships with food. One discovers that it's the agent of Thanatos, which draws him to death. The other realizes that it could be an agent of Eros, which drives her to life.

It's August again. A lonely man meets a lonely girl under the painted sky.

One lone sailor battles through a storm fraught with despair. Confronted by colossal waves determined to engulf him, it's his inner courage and connection with the sea that offer a glimmer of survival. As time passes, the daunting tempest unveils the sailor's innermost secrets, sparking a unique ...

According to the world, I was a hero. The eyes that met mine were filled with gratitude, like stars in the night sky, their brilliance reaching deep into the recesses of our souls. But with every act of kindness, a piece of me slipped away, like sand through an hourglass. It was a destiny etched ...