Yukio has always been alone. Due to an unforgivable crime he committed, his family has also deserted him, and he is forced to transfer to a school in Tokyo. In a twist of fate, he meets Amanda, who is a part of a group called 'Minus Plus'. He goes to places he had never seen before, peeks at worl...

A scorching summer. A return home. A past once thought erased... After years in Tokyo, Esperanza Takashi comes back to her hometown, hoping at last to recharge her spirit. But her dreams turn to shadows and the scent of metal. Troubling memories resurface, old impulses awaken… and the boundar...

Léa lives in silence. Mute since childhood, secluded in a house by the lake, she shares her days with Momma — a ragdoll sewn by her mother and grandmother. Momma watches, judges… and punishes, especially when Léa begins to feel something for Maya, a radiant young woman who disturbs her soli...

A small, artsy town called Halewood nestled near a forested lake, known for its community of creatives, weekend farmers’ markets, and slow rhythms.

A beautiful but unlucky elf is trapped by fierce orcs. Can she save herself?

What is happiness? I couldn't understand this feeling anymore. For me, happiness was just a lie I had to keep up when I'm in public. Until I unexpectedly met you again.

Swallowed by the vastness of the bustling metropolis, Yasuji, a solitary youth, was on the verge of surrendering to the harsh realities life had thrown his way. Having lost his last penny to a group of thugs, despair and weariness had consumed him. Just as he was about to succumb to the darkness,...

The Technowar has taken a toll on it's soldiers. Jump into the life of Hunter, a freshly captured prisoner forced to play along with a group of other prisoners not only to survive one another, but also to endure the depraved imaginations of their cruel overseers. Will they survive? Or will their ...

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.

You think about it all the time—with impunity. You say it all the time—just as a reminder. It comes out soft like silk, an eternal sigh of sympathy passing your lips. “I wish you were dead.”