A passenger on a ship takes a ten-minute break to enjoy a beautiful sunset, only to contemplate his misfortunes. That is until an unexpected encounter arrives, granting him the peace he craves.

A certain investigator wonders the mystery of the constant suicide of the men within his city. He has suspicions but can't believe it until her alluring presence catches him.

Charon, a name belongs to the one who guide the souls of dead to their destination, the underworld. Thanatos, a name that belongs to the god of death. Would a boy with both roles save a girl who was in despair or guide her to the path he never belonged to?

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

The God of Death is an unconquerable, unnatural, ubiquitous force. So what happens when it travels down to the earthly realm and meets those who worship it? "Death stares at the boy. It really looks into those hollow eyes, red-rimmed and desperate yet authentic. This boy really loves...it. Th...

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...

I'm always with you. Maybe in the back of your mind, or just outside your window. No matter where you go I'll be there waiting. I'm your friend after all.

Five years have passed since the demon lord was defeated. And yet, the hero Lucas still feels an emptiness in his heart. One fateful day, he hears a mysterious woman cry for help.

There are two forces that rule the humans: Thanatos, the force of death, and Eros, the force of life. And after falling into the temptation of the first one, Aoi will receive a very special visit. A very special short story to remember you are not alone.

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...