This is the story of a boy by the name of 'Haraa Heronia', the son of two time travellers, or perhaps 'Paradox Creators' may the correct phrasing for their lifestyle. Haraa Heronia which is now known as High King Haraa of Heronia, was once naught but the child of two ambitious paradox creators. ...

Ancestral spirits drenched the world in blood 1000 years ago, forcing people to choose between death and turning to ancestral spirits. Saido Kado, on the other hand, was the only swordsman in the world who could match up with the ancestral spirits and seal them away. However, after 1000 years, pe...

As a result of Kawasaki Ken's anguished soul inadvertently fusing with The Ruby, a primordial power of unparalleled antiquity, he gains the extraordinary ability to transform into one of the legendary monsters known as "Kaijus". But no power goes unpunished as a mysterious requiem begins to echo ...

9-year-old Marion asks her Mother what it means to die. [Oneshot]

My entry for an old contest (YGWC 2020). A story about two women who have to hide their love in 1940s Russia.

The day has come, the building shall be open to all! An architect finalizes his work, as his lover sings her final song.

The God of Death is an unconquerable, unnatural, ubiquitous force. So what happens when it travels down to the earthly realm and meets those who worship it? "Death stares at the boy. It really looks into those hollow eyes, red-rimmed and desperate yet authentic. This boy really loves...it. Th...

"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...

I'm always with you. Maybe in the back of your mind, or just outside your window. No matter where you go I'll be there waiting. I'm your friend after all.

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...