An angel of death with metallic wings. The urban legend that frightens Japan. The heiress of a conglomerate, transferring in class. A young, prescient esper fights against fate as the probable only grows.
Portas, the City of Innovation, rises from the wastes below, a towering beacon of humanity’s achievement. Inside the city, however, nothing grows. Pollution from the wastes has rendered the air toxic, and the Organic Regulation Agency (ORA) declared unregulated farming illegal. The population ...
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After an accident cost him his family Markus cut himself off from the world. Floating through life his only goal was to make it through a day so he could go back to sleep. In a downward spiral into isolation and cynicism, it was only a matter of time before he became utterly jaded to reality unti...
What does Dante "Chops" Taikosama want to be when he graduates from school? The best drummer there ever was! As a Vocal Percussionist (a Human Beatbox - hence his nickname) from a very young age, making noise came naturally to him. Chops’ childhood hero, his great uncle, was a successful drumm...
Marc has been working with this extremely sweet guy for the last 3 years. They've grown to be good friends. Little does he know, this sweet guy is a mass murderer in the making. Follow the horrifying crimes committed by Richard Lamontagne, a fictional murderer mimicking as a receptionist during t...
The mind should be a sanctuary. Yet in a distant dystopian future, not even your own thoughts are safe. The people of Tokyo suffer under the oppressive thumb of a new, alien government, and freedom is simply a myth. Until one girl decides to seek it for herself.
A wild-boy in a post-apocalyptic world, fleeing from mysterious enemies, both within and without. Running. A boy is running. The sound of tall grass trampled underfoot. Running the Acres is hard. You run long enough, gets where what you’re running toward and what you’re running from start t...