"In the late autumn, two souls meet in a bustling city. He is a man resigned to life's ebb and flow, while she is an enigmatic figure, seemingly caught between life and death. Their connection deepens, and they grapple with the call of the God of Death. Amidst conflicting desires, they have a piv...

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.

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...

You don't remember her name. You can recall the figments of a memory, the shapes formed by the presence of an absence, but nothing else.

"For there is a path not taken." Those were God's words to Ariel as she laid dying. Having lived a fulfilling life as the queen and Saint of the Holy Kingdom, Ariel drew her dying breath surrounded by loved ones. Regretting nothing as she returned to God's embrace, Ariel was nevertheless give...

A story about two people who have different relationships with food. One discovers that it's the agent of Thanatos, which draws him to death. The other realizes that it could be an agent of Eros, which drives her to life.

The desire to live. The desire to die. Frankly, I couldn’t care less.

A fateful trip to a roof leads to more than a Thanatos. It's the first step to becoming one and falling in love.

The gods have always played with the destiny of men who swear to serve them and give their lives for them in the hope of obtaining a place at the great table of DEIDOS, but none of the gods counted that some cursed men would reveal themselves against them to eliminate them, this is the story of A...

That day he saw her for the first time playing a violin. She was like the reflection of a full moon in the mirror in his room. He peeked through the window and saw the most magnificent sight among white clouds. Due to its shine, the clouds around it looked even more beautiful. He tried buildin...