I'm nothing special. Just another force of nature. They take inspiration from my persona, but the choices they make are theirs alone. I only serve to stoke the flames.

A story of a boy with his diary who had recently turned 18.

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.

Dr. William Turner, as usual, was heading towards the hospital every morning. A light mist had settled over the city, and a sense of quietude prevailed. The white walls of the Swallow Medical Center seemed like a sanctuary, always patiently striving to alleviate pain. One day, when he picked u...

In the shadows of the Agatsuma Apartments during the solemn Obon season, the caretaker, Sato Ayato, navigates the building's tranquil corridors. As the season unfolds, a series of tragic events unfurl, blurring the line between celebration and despair. Caught in the midst of festivity and persona...

I just want to be with him always, then this lake is our favorite place to spending time together. I am grateful to be able to meet the meaning of true love together when I visited this old lake. In fact, being happy can be done anywhere, even if you have to go beyond another world. This time I'm...

They said there are two Gods that rule this world. Eros, The God who brings life and Thanatos who brings death. Both of them could appear in front of a person depending on who they were. Well, I never believe on any myths like this on the first place.

A simple "goodbye" sparks a journey that blurs the lines between reality and dreams. As twilight deepens, the protagonist stumbles upon a lifeless figure etched against the darkening horizon, leading them to question the boundaries of his own existence. When sleep becomes elusive and a surreal ni...

It's dark, and it's hard to see. Has it always been like that here? I feel like it used to be nicer. No one says anything about it, so it must be normal. Putting my glasses on every morning feels like a waste of time.

Dear Sunshine, Hello, Michelle. How are you doing? Your husband is well. It's already been five months since I have lived in this place. The time has gone by both quickly and slowly, somehow. Nothing special prompted this letter, though. It's just there's something I really have to tell you ab...