The feeling of being alone in a place full of people is a lot like hiding oneself from all in the village it’s the same with this creature. This is my first time posting any of my stories so please tell me what you think of it.

Lost in life and Japanese mountains, under an ancient Sakura tree, I met a mute monk boy who stole away my memories.

The main character finds himself devoid of any life. While trying to fulfil his sense of connection and self-identity by watching passersby on the roof, he met a cat that had changed his life and sealed his fate for the worse.

Charon, a name belongs to the one who guide the souls of dead to their destination, the underworld. Thanatos, a name that belongs to the god of death. Would a boy with both roles save a girl who was in despair or guide her to the path he never belonged to?

I stood at the edge of life. Misery and fear filled my heart. One step to end it all. It was then I met a girl the same as me, but we could not hear each other. I wanted to talk. Therefore, I made a paper plane to carry and deliver my voice, and hers.

Years of Poverty due to being stuck as the third group of people who don’t follow Eros or Thanatos has caused years of oppression. Humanity seems to have lost its way and autonomy under the two Gods. As such, the Gods need to perish.

After the fall, he found that he was still alive. His mind was blurry. He didn't know what occurred. All that he knew was that he was caught between Life and Death. Holding on to the string of Life, he has a choice to make. What does he choose in the end? Read this to find out.

The little ones are foolish. Scurrying about and building their settlements, warring with one another for senseless reasons, and sometimes are stupid enough to consider attacking the great dragon who dwells on the plateau above them. Surely after countless ages where any who dared tread upon t...

Even death didn't want her gone.