[rewriting] A distortion in the universe

The world is ending in a year. How would you respond to this ultimate deadline? Carrie, for one, seeks food that tastes good. Pov, for another, just doesn’t want to be alone. Together, they navigate through this ending world, encountering different groups of people who respond differently to t...

Blue and Rose returned home. As for Gülnihal, Once upon a time... Sometime, Somewhere... When reality begins to fade, and dreams begin to change... 青い薔薇 過去の世界から 魔法の現実の恩恵を通じて

The best romantic advice is always the one you get from a loner. Or so they say. But in the case of the Whimsical Matchmaking Brigade, a club formed by a group of oddballs in a Japanese high school, their romantic advice might be more comical than insightful. A group of teenagers who believe in ...

I, Leon Rando, am currently in a very peculiar situation: I lost my memories. It seems like I woke up one day not remembering anything anymore. Not even the doctors understood why. Luckily, at school people calling themselves my friends offered me their help to regain my memories. Despite re...

"You have 10 wishes. Ask for anything as long as it does not concern or involves you or other wishers like you. What? That's lame. But we didn't even reach the lame part yet. You see, when you make your last wish, you'll die. So, what will you do?" Such was the proposition made to Negai Hoshino...

When is it right to be courageous? When is it right to be cautious? Would you risk your life to save the world or hope for the best and wait out the storm? These are the questions, Tayo, and his comrades have to ask themselves when they and hundreds of thousands of people get trapped in the v...

"Do you want to make a wish?" Most people would love to wish all they want. But for Meiko, a 16-year-old girl, this is a curse. Every day Meiko must make a wish to a panda demon, or she will die. The problem is that every wish she makes, she forgets it the next day, and each wish become...

Black and white; the two colors that made up the world that I lived in. For as long as I could remember, this was the only type of world I knew—but that wasn't true. It couldn't be. A part of me knew that I lived in a world before this; one with more colors, and one filled with more things than j...