A spin-off story based on YOASOBI's music video "Into the Night" and the story "An Invitation from Thanatos" by Mayo Hoshino. For the YOASOBI X HONEYFEED contest 2023. A young man named Ethan, haunted by his mother's death, becomes obsessed with the concept of death and the afterlife. When he ...

Walking above cloud is fun I suppose But having someone special beside Is Heart touching In reality being able to just walk Is more than escaping from the shackles of being cripple . Being bo...

Everyone with the privilege of aging shall eventually have to deal with the consequences of time. He is one of the un/lucky few.

I'm nothing special. Just another force of nature. They take inspiration from my persona, but the choices they make are theirs alone. I only serve to stoke the flames.

The story about an 14-year old boy, Leo Reyes Gimmina, son of Rick Reyes and Mari Gimmina. Mostly, he was being alone, after about his parents are separately forever, mostly he was now a shut-in. When he needed for his own hope, for that he was entered the kids pizzeria named "Drawn Fun, Party Wo...

In the shadows of the Agatsuma Apartments during the solemn Obon season, the caretaker, Sato Ayato, navigates the building's tranquil corridors. As the season unfolds, a series of tragic events unfurl, blurring the line between celebration and despair. Caught in the midst of festivity and persona...

Thanatos... did not exist. He was just an old Greek legend. Those who believe in the existence of dumb myths like these need to open their eyes. That's all.

Sometimes we get swept in someone and we do things without thinking things through. and when they're gone... all we have left is to go and pick up the pieces of what's left of our lives. Inspired by the Poem "An Invitation from Thanatos" by Mayo Hoshino and "Into the Night" by YOASOBI, this short...

You have a letter, but you still haven't read it. Why? Because you're afraid of what she'll say to you. That you're a coward, a whiner, and a let down. That you would be thought less of by her. Isn't that right, Laeo?

“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...