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

'Stop moving. I'm sketching your face,' hissed Emir as he popped his head out from behind the canvas. The ward reeked of bleach and medicine. Shane was slouching against several pillows in his bed, half-covered by a blanket. He smiled as Emir drafted the outline of his now gaunt face. 


'Remember that story about a boy desperately trying to save his lover by going back in time?' asked Shane. 


'And he didn't realise that his lover had been using the same tactics to save him,' continued Emir. 'They're both pathetic.' 


'I don't think so. We all need something to cling to – some sort of faith. Do you know why they keep living? It's because they believe in that tiny possibility of being able to alter one's fate. This universe is boundless, Emir, and a small action might not amount to anything right now but if you repeat it enough times, each with a slight or almost invisible change, something will come out differently in the end.' 


Half [Part 9]