No Longer Hurts
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Last published Tue, Jul 8, 2025
In a quiet town where every smile hides a scar and every whisper echoes secrets, Aino seems like your average hyperactive schoolgirl-smart, quirky, and obsessed with her diary. But when the past and present begin to blur through the ink of her memories, a chilling pattern emerges. What starts as reflective diary entries becomes a spiral into sci-fi revelations, psychological torment, brutal murders, and mind-bending mysteries.
With each episode diving between the ordinary life of school friendships and the haunting weight of diary pages soaked in fear, Faithful Eyes twists through horror, action, grief, and revelations that will leave you breathless.
How far can a mind bend before it breaks? And when it does... who takes its place?
A collection of short stories-each a glimpse into the quiet chaos of a mind weighed down by loneliness, self-harm, depression, and the silent battles no one sees. The events are written as a diary entry by a girl named Sakahashi Aino.
Every part is a piece of someone-sometimes the same soul, sometimes a stranger-walking through the fog of pain, overthinking, and emotional exhaustion. These are not fairy tales. They're raw reflections. Moments of quiet suffering, unnoticed scars, midnight thoughts, and the weight of just existing.
There's no fixed plot in the diary entries, just honest writing. Just emotion. Just truth. Sometimes messy. Always real.
If you've ever felt too much, too deeply, or nothing at all, this is for you.
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