Just a chill cozy evening in a café near the sea. Nothing more, nothing less.

This is a story about writing. It’s not about how to write, but about the feelings involved in writing itself. It stars an unnamed protagonist who cannot escape. It was a Monday.

A Japanese student begins having strangely lifelike dreams where he meets a girl in a completely different world. But as he falls in love with her, he begins to remember fragments of a past he had forgotten. Can their love transcend not only dimensions, but also the limits of memory?

Minori, a college dropout who is 21 years old, is now working in an office to meet his family's needs. He went to a restaurant with his friend Aoi. But one certain moment changed Minori's life and now he is on the run with a little girl.

Luke, a 20-year-old NEET shut-in, leeches off his parents while condemning everything about the world—so much so that he wishes for its end. One day, while immersed in an online game, the admin suddenly announces the server shutdown with a ridiculous message. Before he can make sense of it, hi...

The Beginning of an Invisible Connection Yui moves to Tokyo to escape her painful past, hoping for a fresh start. Yet, she keeps hearing a voice in her head—one that she never heard before. Meanwhile, Haruto starts experiencing dreams that don’t seem to belong to him, as if he’s living through...

A boy, granted immortality by a god, bares witness to his planet being invaded by multiple species of aliens. He must unite with other immortals and find a way for humanity to survive the 1000 year trial set out by the gods.

It is a journal of someone trying to get away, trying to be free, but encountering something that they will never return.

In a world where words are deleted from your brain, Azkabab might be the most meaningful word of them all.

Just short story about a forgotten hero. It's a touching story that I forgot to upload as I was stuck making the other one. Oh, listen to Mariah Carey - Hero, while you read this Enjoy