Are you ready? "The Council has decided your fate!" Concepts of the universe manifest into anthropomorphic-like beings are tasked with maintaining the structure of Earth. To normal denizens, these slip by their minds and humanity is left unbridled. While certain gods exist and preclude humans to go beyond their limits, there is yet another group of entities that surpass the never-ending unknown. These higher beings have been said to weave and tarnish the essence of life and create mayhem in a daunting and fragile world. These individuals are known as the concepts of Space, Time, Nature, Civilization, and Chaos. They are otherwise known as The Council. Arlo, a normal guy who's past his 20's stumbles upon one of the members and doesn't realize what he's getting himself into. (art is by hievasp)

Book 1 in the HoloEN series Killed by a jealous fan of an idol I insulted, I went back to 20th century London under the heavy rain. With no way to make money, I donned the mantle of Sherlock Holmes and work as a detective "Come, Watson. The game is afoot!" In the quaint corner of 221B Baker Street, where enigmas unwraps between truth and falsehoods... This is our recollection of fascinating cases

Book 2 in the HoloEN series Death's love is a curse I died in my second life, and woke up in the underworld. A place where souls of the dead dwell until their next reincarnation There I meet a dutiful reaper. Driven by circumstances, we struck a bargain of partnership "Til' death do us part, don't you forget it" Thus began our strange days of solving grievances beyond the grave

Book 3 in the HoloEN series Born a cursed bloodline, forced to sail the seven seas of my own volition. I found her in the depth of the ocean's blue "Did you know? Sharks can't cry even if they want to" I did not know whether it was truth or whimsy, but in that moment, it felt like both. This is the tale of a humble voyage between a human and a beast girl

Book 4 in the HoloEN series Under the great moon of Aachen, I met the Saint of Divine Flame "Remember me, as I remember you. In this life and every life after, we will not be apart." The hunt requires her fire to cleanse the filth from this world. Yet I wonder if I, too, am counted among that filth. This, then, is my final act of atonement. There is no salvation left for my wretched soul.

What do you truly desire? To struggle onward in defiance of the inevitable? Or to wither into dust beneath the torment of your final days? Death is merely an instrument. Humanity, a fleeting notion. To search for meaning in what is mortal and transient is an exercise in futility. Return to us. Beneath our vigilance, you will thrive. You will rise beyond mortal bounds. And at your apotheosis we will bestow upon you a crown that declares you the rightful architect of this world. "You belong to us. Now, and for all eternity." And so, by decree of the Council, his fate was sealed.