Saya noticed the way Tysone looked all around, as if he had just woken up from a coma and realized how different the world had become. “What’s wrong?”
Tysone glanced at her. “What do you mean?”
She rolled her eyes. “I know this is your first time in Japan, but you have this stupid look of disbelief on your face. What, did the American think we didn...
2024-08-30 02:21:21 +0000 UTC View Post---
The year was 2003.
I’m a year old now, and boy, am I glad. My parents think I’m just a curious toddler fascinated by the pictures in their books, but the joke’s on them—I’m actually reading those books. Sure, the pictures are interesting, but the content is what really holds my attention.
I’ve developed the ability to think two separate thoughts simultaneous...
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I woke up in a different world. You can’t imagine what it’s like to lose everything—everything that once meant something. The kind-hearted girl, the sweet games, the amazing food, my wonderful friends, the adorable pets, and yes, even the slightly racist grandma—they were all gone.
How did it happen?
I wasn’t just walking home; I was free-running, leaping from...
Early in the morning, when the darkness still clung to the edges of the sky, Takashi’s SAT vehicle sped along an empty highway.
“Water, please,” Rika murmured, her voice hoarse. Takashi reached into the glove box without taking his eyes off the road, retrieving a bottled water and handing it to her with practiced ease.
“Didn’t Rika eat today?”
“It’s 5 o’clock in the...
Kazuo Tanaka was barreling down the winding forest road, the dim headlights of his truck barely illuminating the dense thickets that bordered the asphalt. Inside the cab, the air was thick with the scent of stale coffee and cigarette smoke, remnants of the long hours he’d spent behind the wheel. The dashboard was cluttered with fast food wrappers and faded photographs of his children, taped u...
2024-08-27 05:07:49 +0000 UTC View PostTakashi Komuro sat lazily on a bench at the train station, his gaze absentmindedly fixed on a nearby bird’s nest. The small, intricate structure was perched precariously on a branch just within his line of sight. Within it, two birds performed a delicate dance of affection, their movements gentle and meticulous. One bird, with feathers slightly ruffled by the breeze, would nudge a twig toward...
2024-08-24 23:12:10 +0000 UTC View PostKozen’s morning began not with a jarring alarm but with the gradual lightening of the sky, his internal clock nudging him awake at the usual hour. He stretched languidly, muscles unwinding, before rolling out of bed into the cool embrace of the morning air. His feet hit the floor with a soft thud, and he padded his way to the window, pulling the curtains aside to welcome the new day.
Hi...
2024-08-23 01:36:56 +0000 UTC View PostSaeko Busujima stood before the school’s trophy case, her gaze lost in reflection. Her thigh-length purple hair, styled in a triangular fringe that barely touched the ridge of her nose, framed her solemn blue eyes. Tall and statuesque, especially for a Japanese girl, she towered with an air of detached grace.
The object of her attention was a national medal, prominently displayed,...
2024-08-21 04:17:38 +0000 UTC View PostSaya Takagi’s world often teetered on the brink of monochrome—dull, predictable, and excruciatingly ordinary. For someone who breathed and thrived on intellectual challenges, the lack of them rendered her existence lackluster. As she sat in the back of the moving car, her mind wandered, not out of curiosity but from a familiar ennui that clung to her like a second skin.
With a sigh th...
2024-08-20 04:21:15 +0000 UTC View PostFighting in real life, especially in an official tournament, was far different than what most people envisioned. It wasn’t just about throwing punches and kicks; it was about reading your opponent, managing your energy, and finding the right moment to strike—all while maintaining your own defense.
As the bell rang, I focused intently on Musashi. The crowd’s roar faded into a backgro...
2024-08-18 05:53:40 +0000 UTC View PostSitting in the dimly lit backstage area, I could hear the crowd’s excitement filtering through the thick curtains—a muffled cacophony that somehow pumped adrenaline through my veins. Here I was, mentally fifteen, about to compete against a bunch of middle schoolers in a martial arts tournament. Embarrassing? Maybe a little, considering my experiences, but right now, I was just thrilled to n...
2024-08-14 02:39:59 +0000 UTC View PostRika stood outside her house, enjoying the serene quiet of the evening. The sky was painted in soft shades of orange and purple, a gentle breeze rustling through the leaves. It was a moment of calm, a rare pause in her otherwise hectic life.
Suddenly, the tranquility was broken by the sound of a car pulling up in front of her.
The window rolled down to reveal Shizuka Marikawa,...
2024-08-14 02:36:35 +0000 UTC View PostI have been isekai’ed. That was a sentence—or more accurately, a thought—I never imagined would cross my mind. Yet, here I was, sitting on a hospital bed, lazily flipping through channels on an old television set that confirmed it was indeed the year 2000. I was in Japan, and in a body that was not my own.
So, not the typical fantasy isekai filled with magic and dragons, but m...
2024-08-14 02:32:50 +0000 UTC View PostI awoke with the sterile scent of hospital disinfectant invading my senses, my vision slowly adjusting to the bleached white surroundings. My gaze drifted across the room, taking in the clinical details: a heart monitor beeping rhythmically to my right, its green lines jumping with each heartbeat, and an IV drip hooked into my arm, feeding fluids into my bloodstream.
Beside the bed, a bla...
2024-08-14 02:29:33 +0000 UTC View PostChapter no.2 New World
At 11:45 a.m., the calm of the Boeing 747’s routine flight over Yamagata Prefecture
shattered when a single hijacker surged from his seat. Passengers gasped and screamed
as he brandished what looked like plastic explosives strapped to his chest. With a chilling
calmness, he declared his allegiance to the Aum Shinrikyo cult, a name that ech...
2024-08-14 02:24:51 +0000 UTC View PostChapter no.1 Prologue
As the evening sun set across Washington DC, casting a warm glow of orange and gold across the city, the world outside seemed to wind down, soaking in the peaceful twilight. I could hear the distant laughter of children and the rustling of leaves carried by the cool breeze, a soft backdrop to the chaos of my own small apartment.
Here I was, surrounded by a week...