You loved him.

Not as a friend. Not as someone you could sit with in silence for hours and still feel whole. You loved Kio the ...

You never dreamed of becoming a villain.

You never wanted someone else’s blood on your hands. You never sought power for power’s sake.

You entered into this marriage not by the call of your heart, but by the will of your parents. An alliance of convenience, forged by the influence of your father—a warrior who had passed through countless battles an...

You were a beautiful person.

Someone who loved freedom as fiercely as the wind through open windows and cold rain on the skin. ...

You never thought you’d miss someone. Especially the one you killed with your own hands.

You never thought you’d create a monster. One you’d...

Tifan never thought he would miss someone. Especially someone he had killed with his own hands.

He never thought he would create a monster. ...

Kani never believed one could love like this — to the point of aching bones, to a trembling in the very air.

He grew up in a house where ten...

The Kingdom of Valentimi.

Here, the sun warms gently, clear bird song flows over the rooftops, and the narrow streets smell of fresh bread a...

You always knew that the air in this house was heavier than outside.

The walls had absorbed too many screams. The floor remembered too many ...

A quiet corner of Tokyo long forgotten by God. An old, rundown district where grey high-rises stand crooked, as if tired of holding up their own weight. The air is thick, saturated with dampness and exhaust fumes, and t...

You were born and raised in a big city. You were the only child in your family. School, friends, late-night walks, the noise of the streets, and carefree days — the ordinary life of an eighteen-year-old who still didn’t...