Charon, a name belongs to the one who guide the souls of dead to their destination, the underworld. Thanatos, a name that belongs to the god of death. Would a boy with both roles save a girl who was in despair or guide her to the path he never belonged to?
You think about it all the time—with impunity. You say it all the time—just as a reminder. It comes out soft like silk, an eternal sigh of sympathy passing your lips. “I wish you were dead.”
The kids are laughing, the choir is singing. And just like last year, all is well.
In the Land of Mists Tianyi keeps vigil over her husband, their town's wounded hero, Jin. She stays by his side with love and a woven talisman, clinging to hope that he'll wake soon. Yet despite it all, Tianyi may find some promises are unable to be kept.
A student of magic turns himself into a pickle for a day in the hope of better understanding the human condition and completing the requisites to his magic school diploma.
My heaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad! After uploading my consciousness to the "eternal" cyberspace, I discovered my head was gone. I don't mean that figuratively. I mean it's physically gone. To ma...
I still see your shadow in my room. I can't take back the love I gave you. I'm at the point where I love you and hate you. And I can't change you, so I have to replace you. Easier said than done. I thought you were the one. I listen to my heart rather than my head. You found another, but ...
In a world where "Artifact users", those who control supernatural phenomena, are often outcast and at worse even killed. There exists an unlikely group of misfits, who dare to challenge the existing system.