Eye Of The Beholder Mask の小説・ストーリー

James turned to face Thea. She could not take her eyes off him. However, in the instant James turned, she was dismayed. She could not see his face as he was wearing a mask. It was not the same ghost mask from before. Instead, it was a silver mask. It covered his face, and only his eyes, nose, mouth, and chin were revealed. James turned and glanced at Thea. He saw the nervousness in her and gave her a slight smile. “Make yourself at home. Have a seat.”

"Maybe not. The decision is up to you. I just did it for your information but I hope we're inside the hideout. Outside let's go back to the past and our hidden Identity, is it clear?" "Yes!" the women answered at once. Everyone had fun. "Guys, do you agree that we should remove our masks at the same time?" Astra asked happily. Dindo is just waiting to see what happens next. He wanted to approach and hug Amore but he felt embarrassed. He was contented to just watch his friend first. He was also happy because she was safe. It’s his fault why she almost perished at Regor’s hands. "Are you all ready? One, two, three-," Astra said then they removed the masks at the same time.

He used to say my bob haircut hurt his eyes, that I walked around all day with a blank expression and a sickly yellow face, like something not quite human. The insecurity that haunted me for years had his name written all over it. Now, looking at him again, he had slicked-back hair, a bloated face, and a protruding beer belly that even his oversized suit couldn't hide. Years had passed, but he was just as unpleasant as ever. "Fine," I said. "Anyone who'd rather not hear old stories is welcome to leave. Just tell the front desk my name, and they'll set you up with a complimentary bottle of premium red wine on me. Consider it my apology."

Cassy says, now looking straight at me, “this seemed fairer.” She rummages through the crate and presses something black into my hands. I look down. A black lace mask, light and delicate, covering only the area around the eyes. The open pattern consists of elegant, curved lines spreading out symmetrically. The edges are uneven and decorative, refined and barely noticeable. When I look up again, Cassy is holding up another mask. Also black, but made of sturdier material. Smooth, sleek, without decoration. The eye openings are sharply defined, the edges clean. The surface catches the light with a soft sheen.

I stumbled on something or………. So I thought but no it was someone.closing my eyes ,expecting to fall,but I didn’t instead I felt a strong arms pulling me close .curious to know ,who didn’t freak out due to my ugliness, I opened my eyes and saw him. THE MASK GUY that doesn’t associate himself with anyone.he likes been alone just like me but the difference is that he hates people associating with him he usually shun them to stay away from him but me ,no one wants to come close to where I am .

My sobs were so violent that my body convulsed like I was having a seizure. I was going through a lot of pain, and I was losing my sense of self. My eyes stared blankly ahead, with no thoughts running in my mind. I knew Ivan was in the room with me, but it felt like he was miles away, in another realm, while I was in another. Through my blank eyes, I saw him pick up the phone and look at the picture again. Why was he looking at Eloise that way? Did he not have any respect for her or me that he would be so comfortable staring at her naked and battered body like she was a bikini model in a magazine?

All three of them slipped on carnival like face masks, the very colorful ones with even more colorful feathers at the end. “What is going on?” I ask, this time looking from person to person. “Want to find out?” Abed asks from behind the mask, he blinked at me through the eye hole, I stared at him, even with the mask, he was as beautiful as they came. I swallow, and nod. Abed stretched out his hand, in it was another mask, staring at it for a second longer, I take it, turning it over in my hands, I notice it is not the disposable type, and it had the word SUNFLOWER engraved on it.

“Can this thing escape the detection of the third eye?” “Not even a god-tier being can see through it. This mask is made from the silk of a void silkworm. If it was auctioned in the Enneagon, it’d be worth as much as a holy artifact,” Licht spoke nonchalantly. Philip stared at Licht curiously and said, “Don't tell me that your family also mass produces this thing?" “My family lacks everything except magic weapons. What do you know?” Licht said heartily, showing contempt for Philip’s ignorance.

Even if they saw the resemblance— The eye color would throw them off. It's not like I can just wake up and change eye color. It doesn’t work like that. And then— “And let's not forget the mask,” Melina added. I nodded slowly. “…Yeah.” That too. Between the mask and the eyes— I had a shield. A strong one. I let out a long breath. One I didn’t even realize I had been holding. “Thank you, Mel…” My voice softened. “I feel… better.” She smiled slightly.

Like she was empty of tears. "The mask was a gift from my mom, someone I thought I lost long before I lost my dad, I survived with an injury on my face that the doctors said would scar me. Everyone hated me after that, for taking away their alpha, for being weak and ugly." Lennox's hand came around her and held her close as she exposed more of herself. "The mask was a way of hiding my face so I don't disgust people but more than that it was what helped me stay close to my parents even when the wound was gone, I couldn't be without the mask."