Work-life is cruel. Employees sacrifice time and energy to deadlines, making time spent on daydreaming sparse. Just as he thinks his pile of burdens can't stack any higher, Hiro find himself in the presence of a fairy occupying the desolate home of his late parents. Though not at all part of his...
What if the Japanese Shinto Gods existed during the Nara period in Japan? What if they had a civil war between themselves and forced humans to take part on it? Here is the story of Souta Kurayami, a young wanna be a warrior, Shiori Akae, the heir of the Akae family and Akari Taiyoko, the only da...
A normal life was going on with me. But suddenly everything changed. There was a suicide by a student of our school. The reason was a mystery but after that incident, a lot happened in our school. Students are going missing but no clue is left behind. A detective is called by police for investiga...
A story about a teenager that separated from his parents, wishes strongly to united with his parents again by compete in deadly competition.
This story is about a teenager that the name is Sakesue she was wandering in her old ordinary path to the forest until one day she made an accidental turn into an unknown path. Which where she saw a shiny pinkish-red glowing crystal floating on top of a rare looking stone and a marble, she couldn...
Two alternate worlds, one of science and one of magic. Both face similar threats. One day, the two worlds seemingly merge out of nowhere. A young soldier must team up with the daughter of a famed priestess to solve the mystery of the threat and how to return their worlds to normal.
The idea that small causes may have large effects, describes the phenomenon known largely as "the butterfly effect", And so it does apply to a "butterfly needle" too. From the doctor's perspective, a butterfly needle, also known as winged infusion set, are considerably less painful when injec...
When i realized it, it was already too late. I'm falling deep into the Well of Youth. A fate which i can't overturn. The faces of my sons were the final images that appeared in my mind before i reached the bottom and perished. But death never came.