Bits

Let's just send the brain.

History began when humans invented gods, and will end when humans become gods.

The Dark Forest

It is impossible for humanity to win this war. You are bugs!

Now then, who killed me? A few suspicious people come to mind.

My name is Gabriel Wells. I am a mystery writer, and a 'rookie' soul who has just recently died.

An invitation to unpretentious desires that cross between passionate longing and cold revenge—break what you cannot have, deceive what you cannot trust, and kill what you cannot save.

The son of a serial killer who became a Catholic priest - is he a monster like his father, or a victim of prejudice?

I was murdered seven times. One body, seven culprits, and seven mysteries.

Wounds, desires, and death

Here you are. I am with you, but you do not feel me.

I, who can't even remember my name, am the hope of mankind? A project to save the earth on the brink of extinction!

I never thought this happiness would last forever. But I never imagined an end like this.

So I'm a little bored. But if you tame me, my life will be as bright as if it were hit by sunlight.

A tenacious and intellectual revenge play of a man who remembers death

60 years after the reconstruction following human extinction, a mysterious email arrives from someone claiming to know the truth about the suddenly multiplying blue light plants

Please kill that child

The more a thing is used for a curse, the more beautiful it must be made