There is always some sort of desire that keeps people moving forward. Some people are too blind to see it; and others are often entranced by its delightful delusion. The desire to go somewhere not here; can always be found in every piece of literature. What kind of story is written without going ...

“Goodbye…” I heard a final whisper… A pair of black wings seemed to unravel behind her. The wings were blacker than the darkest woods, blacker than midnight, blacker than space itself…it was the color of death. I knew, the girl I’d loved so dearly, was the personification of death…but I was rea...

I just want to be with him always, then this lake is our favorite place to spending time together. I am grateful to be able to meet the meaning of true love together when I visited this old lake. In fact, being happy can be done anywhere, even if you have to go beyond another world. This time I'm...

Two girls, Yuina and Akie, walk side by sideーone a phantom, the other a struggling teenager trying to find somewhere to belong. But to those whose hearts are buried in loneliness, your mind is not there for you. Do not trust her.

What if Thanatos only calls on followers because the loneliness of their existence was too much to bear? What if Eros tries to stop them every single time, showing them they are loved but having their words and actions reverberate in the void as they fail to reach them? Is Death really all that t...

A curse is not an incantation, nor is it a magic spell of any sort. It is a desperate, selfish wish. A taboo desire, given power, that goes against the natural order of the world. The twin gods, Eros and Thanatos, were once the rulers of an immortal earth. Now, one is dead, while the ot...

On Sunday September 9th at 2:00AM JST, a lonely boy leaped 150 feet and smashed into the ground. This is not his story.

Once upon a time, in a forgotten village, there lived a man named Shen. With a sparkle in his eyes and a heart full of love, Shen was different. However, instead of trying to understand him, the villagers grew distant. They ostracized him, and mocked him. With each passing day, Shen's heart grew ...

On that day, an Eros was born.

It's dark, and it's hard to see. Has it always been like that here? I feel like it used to be nicer. No one says anything about it, so it must be normal. Putting my glasses on every morning feels like a waste of time.