Eye System Novels & Stories

Perhaps he knew that he was in the wrong, for he didn't avoid the glass at all. Instead, he chose to face my rage head-on. As such, his forehead began bleeding after the glass crashed into his head.

" So do you see like, just black? or do you see purple like your eyes" "Nope, I see, nothing". " How does that feel like?". "Use one hand to close one eye, don't shut your eyes close, just use that one hand to cover it, and try looking at me, the one that's open sees me but the one eye covered sees nothing". She gasps "Woah, you're right, must be scary". "Nah... I'm used to it". Jesse's mum clears her throat " Jessica, don't ask such questions, that's rude, and Violet, you should know better than to speak while we are at the table eating, now let's just focus on our meal". Jessica and I chorused "Yes mother"

All the moans from the pain left me panting for air, with only the ventilator to keep me from suffocating. Suddenly, the ventilator stopped, and the air purification machine beside me stopped, plunging my surroundings into silence. Without the ventilator's help, my breathing grew rapid, and my pain grew even more intense. With the air purification system shut down, the supposedly sterile room was now no different from any other location. The surgery to remove eyeballs was an extremely risky procedure, and without proper environmental conditions, an infection would be inevitable. A confused voice rang out from outside. "The power's out! What happened?"

But System Eye was too uncomfortable and wanted to turn himself into a mist to float as he misses it too much, but because he can’t be revealed at other system in his usual form when he was not attached to his bonded Host, System Eye simply give up with a silent sigh, his big eyes was listless as he closes his eyes and just uses his Host vision as a way for him to know what was happening outside. But Gabriel had once again give him a hard stare after Gabriel opened the palm that system ‘Eye’ was in. System ‘Eye’ give a wry smile when he saw his host like this, he really and badly wanted to cry but he knows he really does not have a privilege to stop his Host from saying anything more. When G

"She's still a Princess, and you have to respect her even if you hate her, because you serve her now!" She made a disgusted sound. "Not like the bitch can hear me anyways," Gods help me. "I wouldn't say that, Emilia," I spoke, before opening my eyes. "If none of you want me to... Do what I do... I suggest that you don't look me in the eye!" Then opened them, trying to get used to the light of the room. The doctor came closer. "Don't worry, kid, I came prepared. I'm using dark glasses. Now look at me, let me see your eyes," he held my chin and I looked up.

The room is a large room, and everything just stretches out beyond what she can see. Everything is arranged in order. She looked fascinated with everything she saw. Then a screen caught her eye; it was a large, vertical-looking screen. It was embedded in the wall of the room. It was on, and there were words displayed on it. Different information was shown and moved. The data was too long; she couldn’t process it at all. On the screen, something caught Elera’s eye. It was a date. Elera tries to focus her eyes very well on the screen to see the date properly. Her eyes kept getting blurry as she tried to refocus them.

“Look at the lens.” The woman tried to pull away, her poise fracturing. “Zander, please, you’re making a scene—” “Look at the eyes!” Zander roared, turning her head toward the projectors. “Isabella Vance had a coloboma in her left eye—a keyhole pupil. A genetic marker no surgery can replicate without blinding the patient.”