Itachi Eye Bleeding Novels & Stories

Lucas stepped back from my kabedon pose*. (A/n: Kabedon- When one character forces another against the wall with one hand or leans against the wall and makes the sound of "don".) "What are we going to talk about?" This guy....he was playing innocent! "It should be me who is suffering from amnesia not you." Lucas chuckled and shrugged. "Alright. I'm just teasing you. I am a man of my word." He then slowly took off his sunglasses. His supposed to be beautiful pair of grey eyes has now been tainted by a red dark glow. Lucas' right eye was the color of blood. There was no white on it. Just a pure bloody eye.

Seems like there is something or someone absorbing their power. The bandit unconsciously kneels on its own to the ground and at the same time, the black magic around Hira's neck is gone. But if there is something to worry about, it is the pair of familiar red eyes. It's not Hira's, it's her mom's. As her eyes get more blood-colored, her hair color changes from blonde to black. Her mom stared at the bandit intently and it started to bleed. Gaspar coughed endlessly until he starts catching his breath and fell to the ground. Lifeless.

“She told me I need to face what I’m running from, and that was my feelings for you. She’s behind this union, by the way. In fact, she was the one who saw the Thread as well.” “Oh,” is all I say while feeling like an idiot. “Those people you killed, they were innocent people?” That smile slips from his lips again, and he nods. “They’re the reason my eyes are like this-” he trails off and looks at me. His eyes shimmer red, but now they’re different… the whites of his eyes are black while the iris remains crimson. My hand goes to my chest. “Oh!” I exclaim and watch as he recoils at my reaction. I take his hand in mine and shake my head. “Sorry, I just got a fright.”

I look forward and that’s when my eyes land on him – James. I see him here in front of me. His mouth is tied so only muffled sounds come out from his lips. Blood pours out from his wounds, pooling beneath him. His eyes plead with me for help. I scream his name, trying to reach him, but I’m rooted to the spot, helpless. I can’t move, no matter how much I try to. The scene gets even more terrifying as his body goes limp. Instantly, the light fades from his eyes.

The sight of Ellaya, broken and bleeding, only fueled his inner turmoil. Ellaya lay on the floor, her body trembling with pain and fear. Her breaths came in ragged gasps, each one a struggle. The metallic taste of blood filled her mouth, and she could feel the sharp sting of the glass embedded in her skin. Her eyes, wide and filled with tears, looked up at Iden, searching for a trace of the man she once knew.

It give then the feeling that the doom of this world was coming to them soon and as evidence, Is by Gabriele figure that was so bloody as the fat monster that he just killed had a lot of blood on him. System Eye who saw for the second time his Host bloody figure after those years had pass made his eyes red as he looked at his Host bloody figure in obsession. This was the real Host that he got when he think of binding with someone. This was the guy who was surrounded with a lot of researchers and was lying bloody red under his feet while he stand on his robotic knees that serve for him to continue on standing.

Kiran suddenly flicked his right index finger, sending a drop of blood toward Shimada. Shimada tried to dodge, but he was a step too late, and the drop of blood landed on his right arm, making a sizzling sound as it was burning through him. Ah… Shimada let out a painful cry. He quickly retreated, covering up the hole in his arm. His eyes were glowing blue as he looked at Kiran in fear and anger. Kiran looked at his wound in surprise as it miraculously started to heal itself. “Is it a monster?”

Its head lifted slowly, no eyes at first, just a smooth surface etched with symbols that crawled and rearranged themselves. Then the eyes opened. Blue. Blinding. Endless. The curse inside me screamed. I dropped to my knees with a broken gasp, the pain slamming into me like a physical blow. My vision blurred, blue bleeding into everything. “No,” I whispered. “Make it stop.” Kaden dropped with me instantly, hands gripping my shoulders. “Do not look at it. Look at me.” I tried. God, I tried. But the Arbiter’s gaze locked onto me.

Blood was flowing from his nose now, thick and fast but that wasn't all. His eyes – blood leaked from the corners of his eyes like crimson tears. His mouth – blood trickled from his lips. And his ears, thin streams of red ran down his neck. He was bleeding from every opening in his face. "Dante!" I screamed, trying to run to him. Rye grabbed me, holding me back. "That's what happens when you fight the spell too hard. He's trying to break free with brute force. Stupid, really. All he's doing is killing himself faster."

Wolves who fall back half a step or find a reason to look at the floor. The back of my neck tingles, and I look at the witch who’s sitting opposite where I’m standing. It’s like she’s drawing my attention to her, demanding it. Our eyes meet and that tingle turns to something more. Something much worse. My eyes. My eyes are bleeding. I turn, half-blind, to the guard standing beside me. “Help me,” I beg before collapsing against him.