He was always one to be fascinated with death. Thoroughly seduced by the moments after life’s bittersweet kiss lingered into nothingness and slaughter’s tender embrace rushed forth to consume. He told me that there were two types of people: those ruled by the desire for life, and those rule...

On that day, an Eros was born.

Ayase Akaru possesses an extraordinary ability to glimpse his own future, guiding his choices in life. But when he encounters two divine beings, Thanatos and Eros, his world is turned upside down. Thanatos foretells a tragic destiny for his beloved Yumi, while Eros offers a different path to ...

A short story of a watchman doing his duty during a ******-up situation for himself and for his crew.

Cover Description As snow gently falls around them, two souls stand on the edge of a farewell. A girl with tear-streaked cheeks clutches her scarf tightly, the chill of winter no match for the ache in her heart. Behind her, a quiet boy watches, his eyes filled with unspoken sorrow and memori...

Kham Men, a Jerrassian prisoner on Mercury, seethes under the oppressive rule of the Terran Federation and its military arm, the Sunguard. Forced into grueling labor, he dreams of rebellion as he endures cruelty at the hands of his Terran jailers. Haunted by memories of his homeworld's decay unde...

Short story of how a person can start having dark thoughts upon dealing with certain situations. The struggles he had in the past as a child all to way to the present.

"Once upon a time, in the early 1890s, the magnificent warship Ertugrul sailed proudly upon the seas as the grand symbol of the Ottoman Empire's glory. This elderly vessel was about to embark on a journey that would etch its name into the pages of history. Ali, a young Ottoman officer, stood with...

In the midst of a quiet evening at home our protagonist tries one more time to feel a connection again. However it's not reciprocated in the way they had hoped. A spin-off from Mayo Hoshino's 'An Invitation from Thanatos' and YAOSOBI'S 'Into the Night'

“Goodbye…” I heard a final whisper… A pair of black wings seemed to unravel behind her. The wings were blacker than the darkest woods, blacker than midnight, blacker than space itself…it was the color of death. I knew, the girl I’d loved so dearly, was the personification of death…but I was rea...