The desire to live. The desire to die. Frankly, I couldn’t care less.

Phoebe had her novel draft rejected again by her editor, exhausted and losing hope in her dream, she goes to the rooftop of her apartment building to end her own suffering, only to find a beautiful man that resembles her novel’s main character. This is a spin-off short story submitted to the M...

The old and dilapidated, this house had shouldered the weight of experiences. The creaks of the wooden floorboards seemed to whisper that they carried the burden of years. I, Kuro, could feel the silence and weariness within these walls. The air was filled with the scent of old wood and faded ...

Each passing day, it felt like the weight of existence was bearing down on me. Life, once filled with joy and promise, now seemed like an empty vessel. The dancing light that once graced my eyes had long since faded, giving way to a somber echo of days gone by. The ghosts of my past followed in m...

A mysterious internal conflict... A storm reverberates within a man's inner world, hidden in the depths of silence. The search for balance ensues among three different selves. The first self presents a calm and confident exterior to the world. The second self emerges in the silence of the night, ...

Lancer, a government organization formed to assist citizen in need should it not pertain to worries other institutions handle. They are there to help...and to bring the good in this world Noah Sadiik, a rookie – a white coat will learn how it's not simple as it seems.

A spin-off based on the short story "An Invitation from Thanatos" with a unique take on how the two came to be. Was their meeting and ending pure coincidence? Or was there more than meets the eyes?

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.

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.