For the realm of mortals, nothing is actually as it seems.

The story revolves around an artist named Elias, depicting his life in the quiet and peaceful atmosphere of the town, and the evolution of his art. Elias's imaginative flair and the enchanting touch of his brush bring forth creations that infuse the town with an air of mystery and curiosity. A my...

"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...

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.

On Sunday September 9th at 2:00AM JST, a lonely boy leaped 150 feet and smashed into the ground. This is not his story.

Once upon a time, in a forgotten village, there lived a man named Shen. With a sparkle in his eyes and a heart full of love, Shen was different. However, instead of trying to understand him, the villagers grew distant. They ostracized him, and mocked him. With each passing day, Shen's heart grew ...

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.

December 24th. The snow had taken the shape of the roofs it had fallen over. The weather was chilly but my living room was warm, thanks to the heater. "Sorry." Just one word sent from his LINE account. It could mean a lot of things.

Hikaru's eyes weren't like the stars in the sky; they were like the stars of memories in his heart. In the City of Infinity, when the gates began to close, an unexpected task fell upon Hikaru and his companions. Guided by the stars, they set out to unravel the secrets that awaited them. However, ...

According to the world, I was a hero. The eyes that met mine were filled with gratitude, like stars in the night sky, their brilliance reaching deep into the recesses of our souls. But with every act of kindness, a piece of me slipped away, like sand through an hourglass. It was a destiny etched ...