Thanatos... did not exist. He was just an old Greek legend. Those who believe in the existence of dumb myths like these need to open their eyes. That's all.

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....

I just want to be with him always, then this lake is our favorite place to spending time together. I am grateful to be able to meet the meaning of true love together when I visited this old lake. In fact, being happy can be done anywhere, even if you have to go beyond another world. This time I'm...

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.

Two girls, Yuina and Akie, walk side by sideーone a phantom, the other a struggling teenager trying to find somewhere to belong. But to those whose hearts are buried in loneliness, your mind is not there for you. Do not trust her.

A life that wants nothing more than to embrace Thanatos, but is pulled back towards life by others through the words "I love you."

"This world is indeed so cruel," Those words echoed in my mind as I stood on the rooftop of the hospital. The sky was darkening, the sun disappearing from view, replaced by the moon as a lantern. Stars appeared in abundance, as if welcoming someone long-awaited. There, I stood silently, gaz...

What's the big deal With the Dead? And what with life? Why would we live por why Would be rather die. In this Short story, Thanar will ramble into this questions along with Elysia.

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 ...

“Goodbye…” I heard a final whisper… A pair of black wings seemed to unravel behind her. The wings were blacker than the darkest woods, blacker than midnight, blacker than space itself…it was the color of death. I knew, the girl I’d loved so dearly, was the personification of death…but I was rea...