Note: Independent from my other story Kai Freeman thought it was a dream come true when a magic portal whisked him away from his terrible home life to an entirely new World of sword and sorcery to fight against the forces of evil as the prophesized chosen one. Regrettably, he was brought back ...
The ongoing paradox of life is that the worst parts of life and ourselves drive us to death, and that in order to pursue life we must love ourself including the worst parts. One man has an encounter with Love, Suffering and Death.
Two high school students named Satoru and Ayaka find solace from their stifling daily lives by escaping into a chaotic virtual reality game called Paradigm Online. Donning new personas, they can freely express their inner selves. But as they grow increasingly reliant on their fabricated digital i...
"Mirror Whisper" delves into the life of Haruki Usogiman, a shy and introspective teenager who secretly adores Franchez, a vibrant girl at their school. However, his crippling social anxiety keeps him from ever finding the courage to approach her. That is, until an unexpected twist of fate: Haruk...
This is a Spin-off/Sequel to the Invitation of Thanatos for the YOASOBI Writing contest. This story follows the younger brother of the protagonist in Invitation of Thanatos and what lead him down the road he built.
After the death of her parents and losing her home, aloof and deadpan Shiro begrudgingly inherits their old cafe. As you would expect, getting a café back up and running is alot for just one sixteen-year-old to handle. Luckily, she has a guardian angel named Yuu to help her out! Despite look...
"Incompetent", that's how you describe the good guys. God wouldn't have created good and evil if only one could exist, don't you think? That's not my business anyway, I just have to stay alive and save a girl. Which one you ask? Good question, I honestly have no idea.
Every day was a normal day for me, but unexpectedly everything changed when an ice beauty decided to end her life. Without thinking twice, I decided to help. But before I knew it, that meeting was the beginning of many exciting days that had never happened before.
You don't remember her name. You can recall the figments of a memory, the shapes formed by the presence of an absence, but nothing else.