A wannabe social media influencer in Kyoto stumbles upon a mysterious food stall run by an enigmatic young woman in a kimono. Strangely wise beyond her years, she offers to fulfill the lost soul with delicious food and profound wisdom.

"Let's hang out." is the question Mayoi got asked by his friends frequently. To Mayoi, 'no' is not an option. Not because he is a pushover, but because the choice in itself is close to worthless. 'Might as well do it than not' was how he lived his life. A grey-toned every day, from a grey-toned m...

En un mundo dividido entre el cielo y el infierno, la paz se ve amenazada cuando antiguas fuerzas oscuras se alzan para reclamar el poder. En el epicentro de la batalla se encuentra Deimos, un joven con un destino entrelazado con la profecía que predice el regreso de la oscuridad. Acompañado p...

Stuck in the worst dream possible – the reality of my own creation. Here I am, not the all-powerful author, but an unsuspecting character, woken up in a beggar's body in the world of my own novel. How? Why? I don't know, but what I do know is that I need to survive. My memories of the story's ...

This is a fan-made novel about bleach it talks about a new bleach character which was sealed for 200 years for certain issues he was then released accidentally by Shunsui Kyōraku the captain of the 1st division, The story's timeline is after Thousand Years Blood War by several years although ther...

As a virus spreads through the heart of Eros City, Detective Kean is on a relentless quest to unravel a string of mysterious suicides that defy explanation. A short story written for the YOASOBI x Honeyfeed Writing Contest. Feedback encouraged and appreciated.

In the wake of a tragedy, despite wishing for death, I'd always be rejected by Thanatos. No matter what I tried, 'she' would always stop me. But why? Isn't 'she' the God of Death? I can only keep trying to solve the mysteries of life and death. Are they the reason for her rejection? Or was th...

For eternity, life hath danced with death, with evolution edging their steps, only for herself to forsake courting and latch to his embrace. It is nothing but madness — or immaturity.

"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.

Dear Sunshine, Hello, Michelle. How are you doing? Your husband is well. It's already been five months since I have lived in this place. The time has gone by both quickly and slowly, somehow. Nothing special prompted this letter, though. It's just there's something I really have to tell you ab...