A lot of people has to leave their own land due wars, yet their heart still lingers to be there... Some would give up with fear, others will go back... Even if it means that they will only go there to die.

To whom it may concern, In the hushed corridors of our existence, where laughter once echoed, now resides a specter of memories. Amei, my sister, once a beacon of warmth, now stands as an enigma veiled in silence. The melody of her laughter has faded, replaced by an unfathomable ailment tha...

For the realm of mortals, nothing is actually as it seems.

The day has come, the building shall be open to all! An architect finalizes his work, as his lover sings her final song.

“Eros loved a woman. When she died, he asked his brother to keep her by his side. But she grew to loathe him because he enjoyed the warmth of life while she was alone in the cold. So, he cursed all lovers to be betrayed by death like he had been by his own brother.” “Did he let her go?” “He...

A grieving man turns to recreational substances to cope with the loss of his love. On the day their wedding is supposed to take place, the man spirals into desperation to see his fiancé one last time. Submission for YOASOBI x Honeyfeed Writing Contest

Thanatos, the god of dead, never stops. After he lost his best friend because of Thanatos, he met his friend again two months later. What it seems like a redemption is actually a long fight against Thanatos.

The woman who ran into the night with the man was just an illusion created by the man. The woman was only seen by the man. By the way, did she really? A story of the woman who left footprints near the man, becoming someone impossible to leave any single trace on the ground. The end of a depres...

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...