Vasha is a fool.

Vasha is a foolish survivor that lived at the cost of everyone else. He’d survived a massacre because of his “luck,” yet he failed to save everyone else in his clan. He’d survived his escape because of two kind strangers, yet he failed to save even them.

Vasha is a foolish slave that killed his master. He’d murdered the man for freedom, only to be trapped in a new prison. He’d ...

“I love you,” she choked out, staring at her trembling hands.

Elaine could feel the vines in her throat, coiling around the narrow space. Inside her lungs, flowers grew rapidly, filling every inch of space. Every exhale came with a twinge of pain, her lungs deflating and bumping against the sharp thorns.

“I’ve loved you for—“ Elaine rasped, clenching her fists as tightly as she could. “For as lo...

Dear diary,

My “parents” force me to work several jobs, then take my earnings for their own spending, because they themselves don’t want to work. They don’t even buy food or clothes with my money — the woman spends it on alcohol, while that man gambles it away. Yet they have the audacity to wonder why we’re poor.

I’ve been able to save up some money behind their back, and I almost have enough t...

Elaine knew what she was doing. As the eldest child, her family relied on her, so she had grown to be responsible. She was even successful in starting a company, which proved that she could stand on her own two feet.

She was perfectly capable of making good choices, because she was _independent_.

But then, what was this? As the tears kept streaming down her now-ex-boyfriend’s face, she couldn’t ...

Bloodshed. Everywhere. It was a war, after all. Endless fighting, no matter where one turned.

When Calix felt his arms grow heavy, he still forced himself to keep swinging his sword. Such a simple action drained his energy, but he couldn’t afford to stop.

There was no time for rest, not until one side was defeated. For that, he had to keep killing, no matter how much it sickened him.

He contin...