Aoi Matsumura, a third year high school student received a mysterious package in front of his house containing a certain suspicious device along with a manual guide on how to use it.

Sayonara to Western decadence. Everything has led to this moment. I'm about to take my first step into the land of the rising sun. My destiny: to live a life of hard work, honor, of justice in a society. No longer will I live in a world that shuns and belittles me for my earnestness. It's all ...

I see what I don’t see. I hear what I don’t hear. Feel what I don’t feel. Is there something more to what lay before my eyes? Is this reality or am I caged inside my own spiraling madness? Am I falling victim to my own lunacy? These are the thoughts that run through the head of a young girl i...

As we branch off from reality, to chance upon things which remained unchanged... others, deformed in likeness. It may have come innately to human functions, even in the absence of scientific understanding. Yet, what is the reason for this state? Just as frost thaws around this enigma, answers to ...

A life that wants nothing more than to embrace Thanatos, but is pulled back towards life by others through the words "I love you."

It is a story about an young man stumbling upon a beauty. In his vulnerable state he fell for her and their story blossomed. Sometime life is just roller coaster of twist and turns, wearing us down making it easy to be preyed upon by the alluring temptations. Sometimes the desire to escape from r...

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.

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

A night where a long-time wish gets granted... or not? This wish, belonging to a girl who doesn't yearn for a bright future, but for a beautiful demise. A girl who smiles at nothing but only at the prospect of death. This girl I know, entertaining various scenarios of suicide, finally decides...

See, that’s the curse she placed on me all those years ago. I see it in the hundreds of grotesque butterflies lining the veins along her wrists. But butterflies aren’t pink in nature—it’s ink, and paint, and blood that coats her lips and spills into the shadows. “She looks a lot like someone...