"There's no death without life, nor life without death." It was her favorite phrase. She was undoubtedly right, but for a long time I've felt so empty that I no longer know if I'm alive or dead. “My love, you're ruled by Eros." My wife used to say to me frequently. Thanatos, Eros or whoever, n...
"Please don’t leave." "If you leave, I’d be so lonely." I felt as if a surge of water rushed in, filling my nostrils, mouth and lungs, preventing me from continuing with this. "What are you searching for?" ... August 15th. On this hot muggy day, a young man joins hand with his Thanatos, e...
"Incompetent", that's how you describe the good guys. God wouldn't have created good and evil if only one could exist, don't you think? That's not my business anyway, I just have to stay alive and save a girl. Which one you ask? Good question, I honestly have no idea.
Beacons are supposed to be easy to follow but sometimes people are just bad at it.
Sometimes we get swept in someone and we do things without thinking things through. and when they're gone... all we have left is to go and pick up the pieces of what's left of our lives. Inspired by the Poem "An Invitation from Thanatos" by Mayo Hoshino and "Into the Night" by YOASOBI, this short...
After promising to dive into the infinite abyss with his lover, the man enamored with death instead found himself waking up in a hospital bed, only to learn that he failed while she didn't, and for the next few months as he recovers from the fall in the hospital, he must grapple with his survival...
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 ...
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.
It's dark, and it's hard to see. Has it always been like that here? I feel like it used to be nicer. No one says anything about it, so it must be normal. Putting my glasses on every morning feels like a waste of time.