Novel & Cerita The Eye Horror Game

Her mouth was stretched wide in a horrifying shriek. A wave of pure hatred rolled off her, so cold it burned the air. The chat stirred to life again. [Here we go! Classic jump scare!] [That's one of the manor's most vicious ghosts! It feeds on the players' fear!] [This newbie is toast! She won't even have time to react!] [I can already picture her getting torn to shreds...] But I didn't scream. I didn't run. Of course, my heart condition chose that exact moment to flare up. The pain was so bad I could barely stand.

“Did I enter the wrong room? Is this even a horror game? I thought I clicked an otome game!” Everyone was stunned, and just like that, under the players’ watchful eyes, he carried me upstairs.

She raises a hand as if in warning, and then flickers, fading like a dream at dawn. “Aria?” Elyra whispers. “What do you see?” I blink, heart hammering. “Nothing,” I lie. “Just… shadows.” But the message is clear: Hurry. The Game is collapsing around you. Elyra tightens her grip on my hand. “Ready?” “No.” “Me neither.” Together, we step toward the doorway. The moment our feet cross the threshold, the door slams shut behind us, plunging us into absolute, suffocating silence.

I’m about to use Emerald’s eyes again when a vision overwhelms me. ** I see Alpha Everly’s eyes glow menacingly. They are now a glowing iridescent white, incredibly spooky. Light swirls around her as she brings vines up from the ground. There are creatures with red eyes surrounding her, pressed to kill. The creatures are pitch black, twisted and evil. While they fear her light, they are charged with one motivation: snuff out the light. She can’t do this alone. She needs help. I see a pair of hazel eyes before me. They close with finality. I see the same vision, but with a pair of bright blue eyes. There is a feeling of sorrow that washes over me.

Hearing your thoughts and seeing what you can see… What's the difference? I did not reply. I merely showed her what the difference was. In front of Snowie's stunned gaze, I thrust my finger into my right eye and forcibly plucked my eyeball out. Of course, there would not be blood or gore. After all, my right eye was a prosthetic.

Standing at the very front was their general—a towering, muscular man whose left eye socket was nothing but an empty abyss of darkness. Rumors claimed he had sacrificed his left eye to master a forbidden dark art known as the Eye of Terror. An eye technique capable of striking unbearable fear into the hearts of its victims, dragging their souls into an endless illusion where they remained imprisoned for eternity while their soul essence nourished its wielder, making him stronger with every life consumed. “Look who we have here…” “The almighty young Lycan Lord.” He laughed loudly, exposing dark fangs that barely fit beneath his lips.

Even the way it remained still did things to me that I couldn’t explain. When Alpha Horres finally opened his eyes, I saw it again—those blood red eyes that could scare anyone into submission. There was something dangerous behind that gaze that caused me to feel a chill up my spine. I was frozen with fear. Truthfully, I didn't dare to break eye contact with him, no matter how scared I was. I knew he was pissed. However, the goddess was my witness. I didn’t mean to tease the alpha this way. I… I… was just too inexperienced to continue.

While one bite of an Ultima is not known to kill, their eyes are almost guaranteed to be fatal, and the effects of seeing the untamed eyes are far worse. Those at the height of their power, like Blade, can look into your soul and strip away any shred of humanity you have left, destroying all hope of recovery, and leaving no luck for a second chance at life. The three gammas stared at Blade’s eyes for a while and then their transition from wolves to humans began, their bones cracking and reforming into their human forms until the three naked men collapsed onto the ground, screaming in agony as their bodies went into a seizure. “I will go get Loki immediately!” Loretta shouted, breaking her si

I forced back the dizzying blackness and made myself roll onto my back, saving myself from the booted heel denting the spot my head had just been. I lashed out, my foot connecting with the side of a knee cap as I fumbled for my gun. The leg gave way beneath the impact and the wretch landed on top of me, its loose hair blinding me as razor sharp teeth sunk into the front of my bare shoulder. A scream exploded in my ears, burning my throat. My frantic fingers brushed leather and my gun slid free. I angled it upwards, wedging it against a scrawny rib cage as I filled it with the last of my bullets. It - she - pulled back, the oily pools of her black eyes sucking me in, paralysing me until her b

Nathan growled to Kyara apprehensive she would be ambushed. Kyara walked to the exit according to Nathan's instructions but splashed her last words in a serious outburst of ire pointing to Jerome. "I want those eyes in my hands making him blind forever. He was staring at my woman parts like a hawk of lust." To her surprise before she could take the second step there was a huge yell followed by a whimper and something fell in her hands. They were the eyes of a human. Kyara looked back startled and saw two hollow pits bleeding in the place of eyes of Jerome. A satiated smile crossed her features followed by a nod to Nathan.