A viral video has caused a new trend where people throw their old phones against the ground or wall, symbolically letting go of the past. For those who can afford it, it's a frivolous act, but for a struggling young boy, Asahi, it’s just another example of how out-of-touch the rich can be. Fru...

It was a rumor. A simple baseless rumor. About a mysterious gachapon. On a cold winter night, Kazuaki Sakamoto, a second-year high school student, was on his way back home after a night shift at his local convenience store. It was then that he encountered, a mysterious gachapon.

In the heart of Petrograd, Mikhail Alexandrovich Petrov, orchestrates a symphony of intrigue and deception. Driven by a singular vision of revolution, he navigates the treacherous waters of politics with ruthless precision.

Aoi Matsumura, a third year high school student received a mysterious package in front of his house containing a certain suspicious device along with a manual guide on how to use it.

After Kuro, a psychopathic serial killer, dies after being shot down by the police, he meets The Devil, who, impressed by how evil he is, gives him another chance to live instead of sending him to hell immediately. Transported to a strange new world, Kuro decides to reform his ways to repent for ...

Students of Greenview High School return to school just like any other year before, however, after the reinstation of Class 2-A, the 19 students within it begin to disappear or be found dead around the small city of Greenview. Eventually, the class comes to realize that they've been put up agains...

A life that wants nothing more than to embrace Thanatos, but is pulled back towards life by others through the words "I love you."

Every night, Sayuri walks across the same bridge. Every night, I talk her down. But this time is different; tonight Sayuri will kiss the water.

Thanatos has stolen away someone very important to me. Someone who is my reason to live. He is seeing the God of Death even though he is ruled by Eros. The God of Death will lead him towards death. I’m caught between two choices… In life, we swing back and forth, joy to sadness, hope to despair....

You think about it all the time—with impunity. You say it all the time—just as a reminder. It comes out soft like silk, an eternal sigh of sympathy passing your lips. “I wish you were dead.”