E and S are two Soul Collectors working for the Underworld, tasked with the daily mission of collecting human souls and guiding them through a series of trials. One day, E is enticed by a demon and decides to defy the protocol which forbids him to harbour any sentiments towards humans. S, refusing to let E fall alone, fails to retrieve two human souls and the two are subsequently subject to retribution. They are exiled from the Underworld and forced to go through four agonising reincarnations. 

In their first trial, Erik and Shayne are two teenage boys caught in an infinite, tormenting time loop caused by two enchanted pocket watches that distort the dimensions while feasting on their lifespan, soul and memories. Can love save them from the recurring ordeals? 

In their second trial, Emir is a young, traumatised painter struggling with the loss of his spouse and Shane 2.0 is an android magically delivered to his porch one day, vowing to help him overcome his depression and anorexia while recollecting fragments of his bittersweet memories. Can a heart revive after love has once died? 

In their third trial, Elis is a MUTANT – a bloodthirsty, flesh-craving creature infected with an unknown virus years ago but is miraculously able to retain human intelligence and conscience. During one of his outings, he bumps into Shann, a surviving human boy who is scavenging a house with his family. Can love blossom in the midst of a zombie apocalypse? 

In their last trial, Elli and Shane dwell in a rotten world blighted by another calamity – WWIII. They are two teenage pacifists struggling to survive on the battlefield, seeking to rediscover the remaining trace of humanity, their forgotten identities and the value of bonding. What will remain of love when the entire world is decimated? 

Warning: angst, tragedy, major character's death 
A boy x boy romance [yaoi fiction]

Vanilla Dusk

Shane 2.0 flipped the sizzling bacon on the frying pan. Emir watched from the back. It had been three months since this android showed up on his porch, intervening in his otherwise aimless, wretched life. Everything about the android ignited a remnant of his memories. He had convinced himself numerous times that Shane 2.0 was not Shane, despite the same striking appearance, tender voice and lean physique they shared. But the android would often surprise him with his actions – the way he could replicate Shane's recipes faultlessly, the way he loved to add excessive amount of milk into black tea, imprudently mixed the dark and coloured clothes when doing laundry, cracked poor jokes and cavorted around just to vex Emir. 


Shane wore exactly the same lace apron whenever he cooked and that slender waist was what Emir missed wrapping his arms around. 


Half [Part 6]