The story revolves around an artist named Elias, depicting his life in the quiet and peaceful atmosphere of the town, and the evolution of his art. Elias's imaginative flair and the enchanting touch of his brush bring forth creations that infuse the town with an air of mystery and curiosity. A my...
You, who showed me an ominous light. You, who had no reflection. You, who lived in the back of my mind, a voice only I could hear. You’re my grim reaper, an illusion of my greatest desire, and the end of it all. The despair that lived in the shell of what was me. Thanatos, my dearest...
"Incompetent", that's how you describe the good guys. God wouldn't have created good and evil if only one could exist, don't you think? That's not my business anyway, I just have to stay alive and save a girl. Which one you ask? Good question, I honestly have no idea.
“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...
After promising to dive into the infinite abyss with his lover, the man enamored with death instead found himself waking up in a hospital bed, only to learn that he failed while she didn't, and for the next few months as he recovers from the fall in the hospital, he must grapple with his survival...
Dear Traveler's path had crossed with a witch by pure coincidence. But did little they know that this meeting was just the beginning of their changed lives. From Mondstadt to Liyue, continuing to Inazuma... Traveler and their companion traverse the whole Teyvat from one end to another and meet n...
War is cruel. The girl waited and waited but he wasn't coming. And a certain young man triggers a twisted inspiration within her as Thanatos closes in...
Dear Sunshine, Hello, Michelle. How are you doing? Your husband is well. It's already been five months since I have lived in this place. The time has gone by both quickly and slowly, somehow. Nothing special prompted this letter, though. It's just there's something I really have to tell you ab...