When life is but a single still canvas for you, the only real moments you feel are when the people around you radiate colors. Such is the story for a boy, to whom time moved only and only when his friends were around. A slice of life, about 3 friends and how the few moments they spent for each ot...

Twenty three year old Aiden Nakamura lives a mysterious life. One of money in a lavish, luxurious lifestyle and yet, he still tries to find that childish rush he's been missing, leaving him stuck between the high and low of the social hierarchy. This life is brought to a halt one fateful night as...

Yamada Joujirou, from the outside he looks like a normal senior highschool student, but he has a secret that he's been living with for the longest time, he cant feel emotions, its been that way since he was very young, but it all changes when he sees a little girl playing with her ball

My life was normal.My parents may be something else but that didn't stop me. I had my dreams to look forward to But of course humanity had to get involved

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"What is a human being?" This is what Utsuro, a sixteen-year-old boy, has been thinking about in his hidden village deep in the mountains. Abandoned by his parents, Utsuro and another boy of the same age and condition, Akuta, are raised by the assassin, Kyogetsu Nigarashi, and lead a harsh bu...

It's been five years since Lucas, a research scientist, struggles with the memories of the day his friend Mark was murdered. Troubled by the indications that the criminal was a serial killer, he has looked for clues to find the culprit unsuccessfully. When he seems to learn to live with it, his c...

"What the hell is this thing?!" Kisho Hatoko thinks to himself one night as a tall, slender creature stands in front of him. It is a pitch-black color and looks terrifyingly human. It then speaks, "Oh... this should be interesting. I'll visit again soon. You're just what I was looking for." Ki...

its a short thats' all i have to say

To the untrained eye, the Cartwright farm seemed a nice enough place. Peaceful, if a bit isolated. But looking closer, over Ma Cartwright’s neatly cultivated garden, past old Nana Cartwright in her rocking chair on the porch, one would notice something… unnerving. Not only did the sidings peel, l...