A collection of small one-shots featuring various genres, mostly fantasy and drama. Sweet stories? Bitter stories? It all depends on each chapter.
The Realm has managed to recover a semblance of balance and peace after the Yellow Turban Rebellion was quelled. And while smaller rebellions rose claiming to be the “successors” of the Yellow Turbans, without the strength of a powerful leader, they were easily destroyed by the more powerful warl...
When the Banerjee family secures a rare invitation to Alzaras—one of Europe’s last monarchies—brothers Aaron and Ishaan expect sightseeing, not destiny. After saving two sisters from danger, they form a bond filled with laughter, trust, and quiet affection. But on Alzaras’s sacred Reveal Day, eve...
In the Year 305 of the Neorian calendar, tensions are rising on the Continent. The three Great Empires build up their military might, and the smaller nations follow suit. In the Halfsberg Kingdom, King Faust Halfsberg has passed away, increasing uncertainty in the continent. Following the Kingd...
After her brother's unexplained disappearance and the police abandoning the investigation, Yoruhime decides to seek the truth on her own. Shortly after, she receives a call from an unknown person claiming to possess crucial information. To meet them, Yoruhime must travel to the United Kingdom...
Drafters are humans who have contracted with spirits to gain abnormal abilities but they must comply with the rules of the contract that both parties agree on. Except for Isa Izanami, who is an unfortunate girl that was forced into a contract with a black spirit who stumbled upon her unconscious ...
John Roads is a Police Officer who wants to become a Detective like his mentor. Skylar Sora Aoi is a Highschool Student and Streamer who wants to earn 1 Million Views on a single vlog. They live in completely different worlds and they'd never interacted with each other. Even though the...
Two nations, under one sun, and watchful their eye As children grow older and then led to die Beneath there, the corpses of brethren lie For under the soil, we toil and cry