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In an ethereal city located between the world of the living and the afterlife, residents grapple with the effects of a deadly pandemic on Earth— and the mass disappearance of souls from their transitory world.

When two men flee from an unstoppable and all-consuming growth of trees, they realize that the end of the world has only just begun.

A swordfish, who has reincarnated from other animals before, crashes into a giant dead snake which spews black blood everywhere. Then, a ship with new creatures appears.

Eventually it came to pass that no one ever had to die, unless they ran out of money. Then, unless they were so horrible that society had to dispose of them. Then, unless wanted to or could be talked into it. Then, no one would die so long as they had just one person who loved them.

A woman on a generation ship is offered the chance of immortality, and ultimately lives long enough to become part of subsequent 'waves' of human evolution - from man, to immortal, to machine, to pure energy - over countless millennia.

In the near future, an immortal Black woman misses the only person she's ever loved: the woman who created the immortality drug alongside her. Only one of them had decided to take it.

In this metafiction, the many lives of an unnamed man are scrutinized as he passes through millennia.

Millions of years after the Big Bang, a speck of consciousness in a galaxy wakes up with no sense of self-identity.

In a universe that regenerates continually, producing the exact same timeline with each big bang, humans struggle to find meaning in lives over which they have no control.

In a dystopian future dominated by technology, a man is ejected from his orgynism—a mass of sedated human bodies connected for their own sexual pleasure. Without that blissful oblivion, the man is left to wander what is left of his city.