One night, it felt as if the darkness had melded seamlessly with its surroundings, extinguishing the stars in the sky. Then, a profound silence descended, piercing through the midst of my thoughts like an icy scream. I sensed that I lay on a cold surface, my hands trembling as if frozen. I couldn...

Across Japan many couples started committing double suicide. They were born with Thanatos. A detective who is incharge of investigating such cases finds out his wife is also born with Thanatos.

"What actually is pain?" The question of her, having Congenital insensitivity to pain and anhydrosis (CIPA), was answered to her in less than 24 hours. And it was not in a good way...

There lives a king with a long beard and luscious hair named Blunderbuss Santanahige. However, one day he is visited by a skeletal specter. What will happen to Santanahige?

Now that Shiruka sensei is dead, and the editor is out of prison, a new literary star must rise to fill the void left by Shiruka. Who's stepping up to the plate you ask? Why Cringe, the guy who's unironically not funny. The editor's company is screwed.

Nagi is one who is ruled by a desire for life. A desire so strong and twisted, she'll do the unthinkable just under the pretext that she believes doing the deed will extend her life. However, her hypocrisy catches the attention of the reaper, who asks her a simple question.

Once more into the darkness, I seek the light

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...

A young man seduced by death has an encounter with his past and his future through an angel-like ten year old boy who may question everything in the young man's life again. A short spin-off story of the Japanese masterpiece "An Invitation from Thanatos" by Mayo Hoshino. Also inspired by the meg...

Dear Diary, It's okay if she's my God of death, as long as I can stare into her eyes one last time before the light of my life extinguishes.