It was supposed to be a normal Tuesday. The dude was walking to work, half-asleep and breath smelling of coffee. Then the sky went full drama queen. Lightning struck. The dude got zapped. Twice. Once by the sky, once by a falling powerline. The result? He was very dead. Impressively dead. And ...

The morning my mom woke up from her coma, she grabbed my hand, stared me dead in the eyes, and said, "This world is an otome game, and if you don’t make the heroine fall in love with you, you’re doomed." I thought she’d finally lost it. What even was a heroine? And an otome? Could I eat tho...

How much do you know about transmigration? Are our awareness of such a word, what allows us an understanding of it, or is it just our own delusion that allows us comprehension of what it truly is? It is something that I, the author himself want answers to... Alfir, my alter ego and persona, th...