Walking above cloud is fun I suppose But having someone special beside Is Heart touching In reality being able to just walk Is more than escaping from the shackles of being cripple . Being bo...

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...

In their darkest of nights, two broken souls made a promise. Intoxicated by love and fueled from the conviction to escape the cruelty of their world, they decide to run away together. Just one week, a fleeting farewell to the day before—then they leave their past behind forever to awaken beneath ...

In the midst of a quiet evening at home our protagonist tries one more time to feel a connection again. However it's not reciprocated in the way they had hoped. A spin-off from Mayo Hoshino's 'An Invitation from Thanatos' and YAOSOBI'S 'Into the Night'

"A giant yellow eye stared back, a cruel grin flashing under the candlelight. It's meaty hand reaching over the bedframe and dipping into the blankets to tug my brother up and out. " "People have been disappearing from our village. Last week, It was the Caulghington's infant son. " "Three w...

I'm nothing special. Just another force of nature. They take inspiration from my persona, but the choices they make are theirs alone. I only serve to stoke the flames.

This is a Spin-off/Sequel to the Invitation of Thanatos for the YOASOBI Writing contest. This story follows the younger brother of the protagonist in Invitation of Thanatos and what lead him down the road he built.

There are two types of people: those ruled by Thanatos and those ruled by Eros. It's rare to see the God of Death itself but those who see it often see a different person. Most of the time, it's the one you love dearly. But what if the person you loved the most... Was the you in your past? Aft...

You don't remember her name. You can recall the figments of a memory, the shapes formed by the presence of an absence, but nothing else.

Thanatos... did not exist. He was just an old Greek legend. Those who believe in the existence of dumb myths like these need to open their eyes. That's all.