In a desolate city devoid of life, one man finds himself alone amidst the eerie silence and empty streets. As he navigates through the familiar yet hauntingly vacant surroundings, memories of the bustling life that once filled the city flood his mind. From the abandoned office buildings to his em...

I'm not homesick.

Many times humans are torn between what they perceive as real or imaginary, most of the time it is an actual situation that affects the perception of everything that happens next, when it comes to the senses, the human brain can only be overpowered by the human heart and that is an unchanging, un...

A short story spin-off from "Into the Night" by YOASOBI and "An Invitation from Thanatos" by Mayo Hoshino. A story about sleep paralysis and the manifestation of someone who doesn't follow the gods.

What does the desire for life and death mean? Can the desire of death exist without life? Is the desire of life bound to be replaced with the desire of death? Eros and Thanatos, who truly rules the world?

Amidst a strange supernatural phenomenon, an overworked editor has a chance encounter with someone he never thought he'd see again.

The world as we know it is flawed. Each and every single one of us carries a burden that no one can understand. Even then, there are bonds that are unbreakable. This is a story of the burden of bonds.

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...

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...

Dr. William Turner, as usual, was heading towards the hospital every morning. A light mist had settled over the city, and a sense of quietude prevailed. The white walls of the Swallow Medical Center seemed like a sanctuary, always patiently striving to alleviate pain. One day, when he picked u...