Hal is a barista at a cafe called Abri. While her job is mundane as the people she serves coffee to, their stories may prove to be more intriguing than the people telling them might let on. Cafe Abri is a story of ordinary people with interesting stories (and a few drinks in between).
A series of murders in the futuristic city of Neo-Tokyo seems to implicate a unique group of individuals with the ability to connect with one another in dream-like Spaces. As the identity of the killer unfolds, follow the story of "Fledge" who discovers a nationwide conspiracy and works to tame f...
Have you heard of the story of Izanagi and Izanami? About how Izanami became the goddess of death? About the ghosts that show up at midnight to haunt people? About the ghost hunters who fight on behalf of Izanagi, risking their lives? If not, then let me introduce you this new world that is full...
A collection of small one-shots featuring various genres, mostly fantasy and drama. Sweet stories? Bitter stories? It all depends on each chapter.
Drafters are humans who have contracted with spirits to gain abnormal abilities but they must comply with the rules of the contract that both parties agree on. Except for Isa Izanami, who is an unfortunate girl that was forced into a contract with a black spirit who stumbled upon her unconscious ...
In the Year 305 of the Neorian calendar, tensions are rising on the Continent. The three Great Empires build up their military might, and the smaller nations follow suit. In the Halfsberg Kingdom, King Faust Halfsberg has passed away, increasing uncertainty in the continent. Following the Kingd...
John Roads is a Police Officer who wants to become a Detective like his mentor. Skylar Sora Aoi is a Highschool Student and Streamer who wants to earn 1 Million Views on a single vlog. They live in completely different worlds and they'd never interacted with each other. Even though the...
Two nations, under one sun, and watchful their eye As children grow older and then led to die Beneath there, the corpses of brethren lie For under the soil, we toil and cry