These gloomy panel houses.

In shadows' embrace, where silence prevails, A solemn dance with the Reaper unveiled, Death, a companion to all in due time, Inevitable fate, no reason nor rhyme.

won't you kiss me on the mouth and love me like a sailor? and when you get a taste, can you tell me what's my flavor?

The girl has amnesia, the guy loves her very much, but he is tired of the fact that every 24 hours she forgets everything... She keeps a diary, of course, but.. damn.. That's how he became a monster using her amnesia.

Once, on the shore of a picturesque lake, there was a small house. This house seemed to be a bridge between two worlds – a world of peace and quiet, and a world of incomprehensible sadness.

In a distant city, where time flowed slowly like honey in spring, there lived an old lamplighter named Abraham. He was like the last guardian of the night, but instead of a sword, he carried a metal torch in his hands, which illuminated the streets of this forgotten place. Abraham was older than the city itself, and his face, covered with wrinkles, was like a map on which all the nights he had experienced were carved.

A modern girl, a child of the age of sarcasm, cynicism, and memes, accidentally finds herself in a real medieval setting at the height of religious wars. But Anzhelika isn’t one to despair, and by the way, now the noble Sultan Salah ad-Din, who has intrigued her since her school years, is very close by...

Two police officers investigate a case about a sect of crazy fanatics.

Her training as an enchantress is not even half complete. Her job is to kill monsters. She travels alone in a barbarian land, recently conquered by her compatriots. Her path does not promise to be easy, but she does not intend to retreat.

Interesting moments from ancient history.

The most frequently dying character types in art.