Once, I was free, filled with hope. Each day was filled with the promise of something new and exciting. But the terrible accident changed everything. It was like a thunderous explosion that shattered the serenity of my existence. Nightmares twisted reality into grotesque shapes, becoming haunting...

Stars, once ablaze, now flicker in the abyss, echoing the bittersweet symphony of existence. Entwining the fragility of dreams with the resilience of faith. They unearth the luminescence within, discovering that even in the autumn of life. Amidst the shadows, dreams delicately intertwine with st...

They say that when you learn to love, you learn to also feel the negativity from it, the good, the bad, the ugly, love offers many forms of itself, but when your young and dumb sometimes that love is fatal. Falling in love is a beaitufil thing but sometimes it leads to you making rash decisions a...

Ivan is an anti-social outcast who has spent the early years of his adult life alone. Out of desperation he commits to buying an realistic female AI to serve as a companion. Even through shame of what he had to resort to, the AI has some promise to become what he was looking for...but is it real...

So, um, what type of poetry would you call this?

A simple maidenly acolyte ends up tasked to take care of a statue in a roadside shrine by herself for a single week. It supposedly dusts itself. All she has to do is keep everything in place. Yet instead of being simple to maintain it turns out this statue can't last a day without its prot...

Brian has come to Japan to connect with the family he never met.

Whoever thought a love story could start with a book? I can tell you who didn't Sakurai Kyo, with the love of his life being just books he finds that there is more to life than fiction. But every love story has it's troubles, so will our protagonist be able to see the Happily Ever After he always...

A phone that doesn’t belong to him. A call every morning at 5:50 AM. And a voice that never asks for help — just to be heard. He never gives his name. But somehow, he becomes the one they speak to. Some stories aren’t meant to end. But carried. Even silence can be a kind of reply.

Kazuo is a hikikomori who finds a respite from his self-imposed isolation each Spring during the Hanami season, signing up for tourist trips to have fleeting relationships with foreign women. But upon meeting 'Sumire,' a gloomy writer seeking to escape her life, Kazuo is strangely confused about ...