Monster With Eyeballs In Hands Novels & Stories

The vacant gaze of his two black eyes was fixed on the sky above. Not the slightest sound could be heard in the arena at this time. Everyone was too shocked to speak. Vincent stood up from his spot. His hands had changed, I don't know since when, like Igor's, except that Vincent's claws looked thinner and sharper and almost silver in color when exposed to the reflection of the moonlight. His other hand was also the same, only it was red because of the blood dripping from something he was holding. It took two seconds before I realized what was in his right hand.

The creature stops, turns around and snarls so I can see its hideous face and what it has in its claws. A gasp escapes me when I realize what it has in its grip, my mom. If I was angry before, now I’m fuming. I close my eyes and when they open, my blue-grey eyes turn red with rage. I charge towards it bloodthirsty. I push out my claws ready for combat, it tosses my mom to the side and just stands and stares as I sprint towards it. I jump on it and dig me claws deep into its eyes, taking them out and stabbing them again, repeatedly. The monster makes no move to fight back but I just keep on scratching. And then it just vanishes. I look around to be sure it’s no longer here.

He was paralyzed. He closed his eyes, waiting for death, as he felt the monster tightening its grip around his neck. But the next minute, he felt something bobbling within him, a strange energy which he hadn't known that he possessed. He felt it flow to his hands, and his legs, filling his bone and marrow, stretching even to the nerves in his head. Immediately, his eyes burst open, blazing blue hot! He could see reflection of his eyes in the fiery orbs of the monster. Instantly, the monster threw him aside, such that he bounced hardly on the wall and fell to the ground.

Lindon and the others felt stunned to witness the miracle, leaving them utterly speechless. Hans gasped and he could not stop trembling. Wilbur stepped next to the dead body of the sea monster. He retrieved the historical halberd and tossed it back to the demiplane. Then, he smashed the dead body into bits with one punch before grabbing something. There was a basketball-sized, blue-colored monster core in his hand. The monster's core looked just like the sea with a clear and pure blue color. There was blue iridescence spinning inside, forming countless runes that emitted terrifying and powerful energy.

Quaker ignored him and tried to walk past him again when that man lowered his palms. Mr. Quaker flinched and immediately sobered up, dropping on his rear as he was left stunned. After all, the man's face was suddenly rotting away when he removed his hands. Maggots were crawling out of his cheeks, while his left eyeball dropped out, landing just in front of Mr. Quaker! However, the man suddenly disappeared. "No, I must be drunk! I was just imagining it… There's no such thing as monsters!" Even as he tried to convince himself that he was seeing things and started to forget, the man appeared when he reached his apartment compound!

"I never had a home." My eyes widen in shock and my whole body trembled in fear as I saw something horrifying. The kid shifted into a huge monster. It has six long hands and eyes embedded everywhere on its body. Its eyes were moving rapidly, like searching for a prey to eat. Its face doesn't have an eye nor a nose but has a huge mouth enough to chomp a human's head. Its sharp teeth showed as it smiled slyly. And then it moved so fast my eyes can't follow.

Then, he turned to me, and that's when he noticed the monster emerge from the water. Viktor ran as fast as he could to the altar, where the Bottle of Elixir was located. Immediately he picked it up and was about to hand it back to the creatures, when they came out of the water. I was utterly devastated by what I saw. They appear to be covered in moss, as if their bodies were covered in it. Their ears have fin-like structures and their mouths are characterized by sharp teeth. Their eyes were red, and their hands were long and sharply clawed.

Eye of the Beholder is a threat level 4 monster, it's a being of terror to be exact. In Fantasma a single of this monster able to flat an entire large city in a single night, Eye of Beholder was just a oversized single eye with a thousand tentacle around it. The reason why this is monster so highly feared wasn't because it was physically strong, in fact it was quite weak, but it has a whole arsenal of Curses, status attributes ailment attacks and a whole bunch of magic spells. Certainly due to it's annoying abilities, it was ranked as a disaster level existence.

From the shadows of the giant, rotting ferns, the monster emerged. It was horrifying. It stood over eight feet tall, a grotesque parody of the human form. Its skin was a sickly, mottled grey, stretched too tight over exaggerated, bulging muscles. Its jaw hung open, revealing rows of jagged, broken teeth, and thick, dark veins pulsed across its hairless scalp. But the most terrifying thing about the beast was its eyes. They burned with a chaotic, violent purple light—the visual manifestation of unstable, corrupted mana. It let out a guttural roar, a sound that held no intelligence, only pure, localized agony and rage. The air around its massive hands began to warp and distort as chaotic magic

I turned my gaze from the dead to him and watched as he was flung to the other side of the meadow like a toy. “No!” I shrieked and raced to him. I hadn’t gone so far when a cold, hard hand grabbed my leg from behind, and I fell to the ground. I whipped my head to see what was holding me, and I saw a hand resembling the one that the monster that was fighting Raphael had. And it was sticking out of the belly of the rabbit?! My breath ceased as another hand stuck out of the belly. And then a head, a torso, and legs. Right before my eyes, another of the monster that was fighting against Raphael, twice its size, had come out of a rabbit not larger than my shoe.