Anakin Skywalker Dark Side Eyes Novels & Stories

Instantly, all eyes shifted from me to the newcomer. The warriors and the small crowd of onlookers immediately turned and bowed deeply as the man approached. Lifting my eyes, I saw a young man with an air of undeniable charisma. His spiky brunette hair, square jaw, and deep blue eyes exuded a quiet strength. Despite his imposing presence, I found it hard to believe he could be the Dark Lord. Beside him stood a younger boy, whose face seemed like it had been meticulously sculpted to perfection, radiating a similar aura of authority.

I did not let it show. Selene was quiet for a long moment. Below us, I heard Elixir's wolf slam into the earth again, and the sound twisted something inside me. Miriyam was yelling orders. Urelycus was bleeding from his side but still moving. And Kaiden the Rogue King was standing in the middle of it all like a force of nature that nobody made, just unleashed. His eyes were the color of nothing. That was the thing that scared me most. Not the size of him. Not the golden markings running up his body like war paint. It was that his eyes had no color left. No gold, no red, just dark.

His piercing blue eyes were not what greeted the darkness when he opened them; neither were they blank with despair. His eyes were different. The formerly white sclera was deep blue, like turquoise shells. His iris was red as crimson and his pupil was golden yellow; its color rivalling that of the sun itself. These were the eyes that gave the First Supreme her power and talent, and the eyes that Ananse recognized as the True Eyes! *Bang* Once Mane’s eyes were opened the space around him shattered, and the rolling darkness retreated like a tide. As though confronted by an oppressively powerful enemy, the blanket of darkness that tried to consume Mane hurriedly retreated, and a powerful voice

He'd said that he wanted to kill them with his eyes, so he naturally wanted to kill them with his eyes! He was not a good person. Nor was he a bad person. But he was able to keep his promise. Following that, Lucas activated his Mind's Eye! "Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!" A dozen or so sounds of wind being torn apart could be heard, and dozens of Devil Ants Dark Races let out miserable cries.

The psychopathic lord wailed, blinking eccentrically as his vision slowly rose from the darkness. The lord of hell gritted his teeth as a deep and throbbing pain exploded from behind his eyes, a strange oily green splitting across his vision; along with a sickly yellow; the colours causing his gut to churn in disgust. What the fuck was this? He growled within his mind, continuing to blink at a rapid pace as he shook his head. Attempting to push away the sickly unnatural colours. Darkous gasped lightly when they began to fade, slowly soaking into the metal implants that his father had forced upon him.

Thick black smoke soared into the sky, producing a giant, terrifying plume. The pungent odor seemed to poison my nose and throat to the point of suffocation. The sounds of screams, cries, and laughter mixed together like water and wind in the ocean. Me too, was in that atmosphere. Lying helplessly on the grass with a body full of wounds. My body was so covered in blood that I was unable to do anything. With blurred vision, I saw a boy about seven years old with red hair and pale skin and long fangs, standing in front of me and pointing his index finger at me. A purplish light emerged from his index finger and swirled around in a small vortex.

me alone! "I will go to Etemenanki." Passed the soldiers with his head held high. God said he loved my noble disposition. So I would keep my dignity until the end. Accompanied by the angel soldiers, I flew to Etemenanki. I was already expected there. I was taken straight to the hearing room. I was not even allowed to cleanse my head of the blood, nor could I change my clothes. So I faced the Creator as I was. Smeared with blood. When I saw him in his seat, I felt hope. Kami still looked the same as before. But when he looked at me, his normally kind eyes were no longer so gentle and blue, but full of strict ones. Before me sat not my Lord, but the Creator. He had assumed his divine form and

"You've completely lost your mind!" I laughed loudly like a wicked woman and stared at him with a psychopathic grin and my eyebrows raised, "I just saw my death, dumbass. How do you expect me to react?" When he was about to say something, Aeneas showed up out of no-fucking-where, and I stared at him for an instant, absorbing his appearance. He looks like a fusion of our father and his mother. Curly golden hair and light emerald eyes, pale skin, and a body similar to Rai's both in muscles and height.

Everyone who will see her will be all like this "Fuck!" "Oh God!" "Don't kill her" Heark coldly commands them. "The hell dude! even if you say I'll kill her I can't" Gavin said. "What happened, I can't believe Mygod Lord" Mr.Bergsman who is now cross signing. A woman full of blood, red eyes and not wearing anything on her feet while still staggering. Basically all Red Eyed Dead have this form and way of walking. They looking her with a sorrowful, regrets emotions on their faces.

It wanted blood, and it would stop at nothing to get it. But the chains held. Barely. Anakin knelt beside me, his face pale, eyes wide with a mixture of fear and determination. “Hold on, Xeros. Just hold on.” I could barely hear him. My consciousness was slipping, the beast taking over. My vision went black for a moment, and when it returned, I wasn’t in control anymore. Nox had taken over