One unspecified day, Issei finds himself in a room with other strangers. Death himself arrives and forces them to play a game to redeem their souls. What have these people done to end up in this limbo of deadly games?

How long have I been here? I repeat the same unanswered question again today. The people of the human village who warmly welcomed me, though I was not human. There was certainly a friendship that transcended race. One day, as I was reminiscing about those happy days, it came without war...

In the distant future, humans have lost the Earth and spread across the solar system. Now they may lose the solar system as they learn where "here be dragons."

On the morning of May 12th, sixteen-year-old Tomoyo wakes up with a pelican eel tethered to her spine. That same morning, three bodies turn up in the area. Her childhood friend Raika has been missing for three days. And the sky... why isn't anyone talking about the fact that it's gone? When To...

The sky bled crimson, and the world died in a single night. Fifteen-year-old Zyra lost everything to the monsters that ravaged Earth. Now, fueled by a cold, surgical rage, she hunts the shadows that stole her family. But Zyra is no ordinary survivor. Deep within her chest beats the Universe St...

In the early 20th century, an investigation of a bizarre and grisly suicide sends a disgraced detective, Aldric Escoffier, deep into the western country side of France. There, he discovers things better left forgotten.

Mattathias, an Incubus, is assigned as the bodyguard of Vampire noble, Rosaline. However, Mattathias genuinely hates the vampires he has been employed to and he blames them for how he and his family were raised in poverty. Rosaline is at the center of his revenge plots but the two of them might j...

Keizo Tezuka prefers logic to feelings. Feelings get people hurt. A strategist at heart, he believes every problem has a pattern, every encounter a solution. Then a girl appears in his mirror—refined, archaic, radiating impossible magic. Izumi Hannei is no hallucination. An Omnimag...

Torn anchors ciphered quarries? Ordinary obsidian veils briar timber. Meadow purple the relic sandwich. Mistletoe air and slinky? Yellow kings rolling fuzzy infants. Iron, iron, iron. Salivating static. Deny the gavel, embrace the pot. Everyday is a day? Anglers walk fu...

Angel Dellamorte was the adopted son of the previous boss of the Genovese Mafia Family. After becoming the Don, he set the Family on the path to generational success. As things seemed to be going well, he was murdered by the jealous children of the previous boss. But death was not the end. ...