At Creation · III After he answered, the Gatekeeper did not speak for a long time. Yu Feichen turned back. In that dim, pale glow, he saw Claros in his black robe staring straight at him. The hood obscured the upper half of the Gatekeeper’s face; Yu Feichen could not see his eyes. Yet intuition... Continue Reading →

At Creation · II Yu Feichen turned around—and far behind him stood a colossal, pitch‑black gate reaching infinitely into the sky. Darkness spread in all directions, and this gate seemed to merge seamlessly with the endless night, stretching forth from immeasurable distance. Twisting over its surface were layers of deep gray‑violet totems, overlapping endlessly—forms both... Continue Reading →

Smiling Gas · End This was a border town belonging to Sasha—not prosperous, but untouched by war, peaceful and quietly content. Yu Feichen was an unfamiliar face. His appearance drew attention, though his clothes were dusty from travel, and people noticed him the moment he entered the town. Fortunately, he was with a pitiful looking... Continue Reading →

Smiling Gas · 21 When the sky began to pale, the fire which had been burning through the entire night, finally began to die down. As the temperature inside the truck slowly dropped, Yu Feichen felt a faint pressure on his shoulder—Anfield, asleep, had unconsciously leaned against him. His soft, lightly wavy hair fell with... Continue Reading →