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In a city drowning in fire and silence, the Black does not simply kill. It waits. It watches. It feeds. When the revolution collapses and the streets of Bentiu run red, a group of children are left to navigate a world that has already decided their fate. Among them is a boy who still believes light can exist in a place that has forgotten the meaning of the word. Beside him walks a boy who has already looked into the abyss and accepted what stares back. Between them stands a girl whose strength is measured not in power, but in how much of herself she is willing to bury to keep the others breathing. As the city burns and the powerful rewrite morality in their own image, these children must confront a force older and hungrier than any war: the quiet, patient darkness that lives in every choice, every sacrifice, and every soul that refuses to look away.Some will try to carry the weight. Some will try to outrun it. Some will try to become it. And somewhere in the ruins, the Black is still listening.

DEVOUR. The ordinary. The reality. The world. Despair, hope, good and evil—none are permitted. The prophecy is fulfilled here. Soon, the world will lose everything. And the man who once saved it has already lost himself. *** The boundary between illusion and reality had long since ceased to exist. In the year 20XX, without warning or precedent, Monsters emerged — consuming cities, devouring lives, swallowing the world’s last reserves of hope whole. And then, when humanity had nearly surrendered to despair, a Savior appeared. What awaited him was a death sentence — the charge: high treason against the state. Stripped of everything that had ever made him himself, he was cast into a cold and indifferent sea. Yet even there, sinking through the abyss, a light found him — the luminance of a Goddess, merging with what remained of his shattered soul. Darkness coiled around him like a living thing, its tendrils hungry and absolute. And still, against all reason, he was pulled back to the surface. He returned with nothing. No past. No name. No self. They gave him a new one — Ariwara Yūki — and with it, a second life stitched together from silence and borrowed time. Beside him walked Sano Amana, the girl who would become his anchor, and for a while, the two of them knew something that almost resembled ordinary days. Then the Monsters came back. They always come back. As his own memories continue to bleed away, Yūki pursues the vanishing silhouette of Amana — drawn ever deeper into a storm where government conspiracies and the ambitions of shadowed factions grind against each other like tectonic plates. He was once the Savior of this world. Now he has nothing. So what, exactly, can a man with nothing left — do? *** Comedy / Ecchi / Fantasy / Harem / Horror / Mature / Mystery / Romance / School Life / Sci-fi / Slice of Life / Supernatural / Tragedy From Japanese Full-length light novel This translation is provided by the author.

Jonas is weak, dying; his body ravaged by a micro-organism, created by his own half-brother Braph, that attacks the very essence of his powers of legendary strength and speed. Luckily, he's in love with a healer. But Llew's powers only go so far. She can't fix this. Llew still wants to free the Aenuks kept in Turhmos's cages, but she needs a full-strength Jonas by her side to do it. To save Jonas's life, they must reach the tree that shares a soul with their unborn child before Jonas becomes so weak he lacks the energy to breathe. But Braph is already there, keen to access the most power the world has known. * Note: This is currently in first draft form. I'm working on a newer draft, in between work & kids, etc.

For thousands of years, the government lied, kept us hostage, and sold us unknowingly. Little did we know that these times would be the best for us all. The High-Bloods came through the firmament that veiled us in snow, and conquered everything. They shattered our false freedom, burned flesh from our bones, and feasted on us for sport. They enslaved us to be chained beyond Earth's soil—Hemorion, they call it their home. Now, we are forced into a society ruled by blood, where Kingdoms, slaves, and the deaths of beloved are as common as the light from Helios, one of their deities. Yet, whenever my eyelids close, I still see red—the light of us all stolen ... my brother’s and my own dying. But as my blood is red, my hope burns forever. I will kill them all. Note: this is a rewritten version of my already published first Volume, "Red Eclipse," of "Origins of Blood," and thus will be a revised edition with changes throughout the entire story, including prose, characters, worldbuilding, powersystem, and other elements.