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Ongoing, First published Nov 28, 2018
When you lose someone, they tend to be the only thing you ever think about. It's funny how that works out. The one you loved most is now they one you can never have. 

I stood at the edge, arm reaching out to the sun.  My eyes grew heavy, my legs weak. As I let out a defeated sigh, the sky seems to fall on top of me. "I'll find you." I said. "Just tell me your name."

A thrilling story of loss and grief, meeting the mysteries of mental health.
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「星に願いを」 (When You Wish Upon a Star) : Part Ω

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I woke up in a world that shouldn't exist. And in a body that isn't mine. The city around me is in ruins-silent streets, broken buildings, a sky that no longer remembers the sun. I don't know how I got here. I don't know who I am. My memories slip through my fingers like sand, leaving behind only fragments-whispers of a promise I can't remember making. But something is wrong. The world feels... stuck, repeating itself like a broken record. Shadows move where they shouldn't. Time bends in ways I can't explain. And the deeper I search for answers, the clearer it becomes-this isn't just about me. There's something out there, buried in the loops of time. Watching. Waiting. If I break free, will I find the truth? Or will I disappear like everything else? When the stars grant a wish, what do they take in return?