You think about it all the time—with impunity. You say it all the time—just as a reminder. It comes out soft like silk, an eternal sigh of sympathy passing your lips. “I wish you were dead.”

Five years have passed since the demon lord was defeated. And yet, the hero Lucas still feels an emptiness in his heart. One fateful day, he hears a mysterious woman cry for help.

The feeling has no name. It reaches out to anyone who has lost someone, parting the close and empty dark—a hand on their shoulder, a whisper in their ear, and that’s how they know that they’re not alone anymore.

The protagonist, Asahi wakes in a hospital only to find out that he had been in an accident and is unable to remember anything from before. Even though his memories have vanished he is troubled by the image of a woman in his thoughts. There is a rumor in the hospital that whoever meets a woman...

Everyone with the privilege of aging shall eventually have to deal with the consequences of time. He is one of the un/lucky few.

The scene of her sisters death kept repeating in her dreams over and over again. Consumed by her grief, she follows her dreams instructions and soon realizes her true desires.

Although she knows about her families curse, she doesn't accept her faith of death. As she tries to hide from the god of death and locks herself at home, she starts playing a new horror game which unveils many unpleasant surprises.

The woman who ran into the night with the man was just an illusion created by the man. The woman was only seen by the man. By the way, did she really? A story of the woman who left footprints near the man, becoming someone impossible to leave any single trace on the ground. The end of a depres...

Thanatos, the god of dead, never stops. After he lost his best friend because of Thanatos, he met his friend again two months later. What it seems like a redemption is actually a long fight against Thanatos.

You, who showed me an ominous light. You, who had no reflection. You, who lived in the back of my mind, a voice only I could hear. You’re my grim reaper, an illusion of my greatest desire, and the end of it all. The despair that lived in the shell of what was me. Thanatos, my dearest...