The Golem's Eye Novels & Stories

He continued to laugh until the teleportation portal closed. Carlos was flabbergasted. Except for him and Pope Winter, the massive red eye had erased all of the others' memories of him and their conversations. What the massive red eye wanted was the virtues that came from their oaths. By that, the seal on the underwater cave would slowly start to disappear. This was what Pope Winter had told him. Honestly, he was too afraid of what would happen if the sealed creature managed to escape. Would he result in chaos? Would he side with humanity if a war occurred?

"Okay I'm gonna go now, try to watch where you're going next time so you do not hit an Actual Wall" Oh my God, he heard me. He heard me call him a wall, this is officially the worse day of my life and I've had bad days " I uh guess I'll see you around " He keeps looking at as if he was waiting for me to say something but I guess he figured out that the only sense organs that works right now are my eyes because he just mumbles an 'alright and walked away.

Zane ordered the golem, and the golem opened the Ver De Terre's mouth, wide open for the Exploblast to shoot inside it and blast a hole in its back, killing it instantly. Clarisse felt victorious, Zane was tired, and Lucia ran out of energy. Zane runs to Lucia, this time, he's the one lending a hand to help her stand. Zane inhaled deeply and said, "you two did a good job, I couldn't do anything useful but just command for a little." "How did you summon that War Golem? It's a grandmaster-level spell," Lucia was intrigued and smiled. "I had a potion for it. When I ran to grab my sword, I saw it. That's why I grabbed it cause I thought 'why not' since it's no harm to be overprotective," Zane bl

Her soft and pink lips trembled as tears leaked out of her closed eyes. Her eyelashes were long and made her green eyes look breathtakingly beautiful. Now that her eyes were snapped closed, Andreas had the urge to see them again. Those were definitely the most gorgeous green color he had ever seen. It was weird, how he felt something for this little sacrificial lamb of his. She was just a child and yet she was evoking foreign emotions in him. He had never felt this way, before. As soon as he realized what he was here for, he gritted his teeth and pushed his gun against her set skin, brushing it and almost breaking it. He was quick to snap out of his thoughts.

I smile down at him but it disappears with the realization that he can't see it. "Y-yeah, maybe." But a slight smile graces Nathaniel's lips. He tilts his face up to where mine is, but just a little off-center. When he does this I nearly drop my books. His face is thin but his jaw is squared. The glasses he wore are in fact not sunglasses, but framed glasses whose lenses adjust to the lighting. And right now, they are clear and show off golden brown eyes. His eyes look different though, as if a lunar eclipse overlapped the sun, haunted, as in ghostly around the pupils.

It felt like an eternity had passed when I looked up again. Tristan stood before me, disheveled, eyes hollow with dark circles beneath. His stubble shadowed his face, giving him an edge of desperation. Clutching the broken pieces of our drawing, he trembled. "It's alright. We can make another one. I'll fix it." With a shaky, childlike eagerness, he held out a small amulet in both hands as if it were a trophy he'd won. "Look, Emily," he said, his voice strained, almost pleading. "I got another amulet for you."

I moved away when I felt a vision coming. it was dark, I couldn't see anything but all I could see was blood splattered on the wall, it was a conference hall. I saw ahead with a hole in it. I saw myself walk to the window which was the only source of light and the floor was about 20 floors down and just then I screamed when I saw Noah corpses on the ground floor. In reality, I was superglued to Beck and I was screaming, when I looked up at him, I snapped and pushed him away and moved back in the bed.

Yman passed by on Kiko with a smug, before he used his Rapid Leap skill again to lose the trail of the three mini golems. Because of this, the golems suddenly stopped their pursuit. The aggro was gone after Yman left them at a specific distance. The mini golems were looking for the new target. And the one nearest at them was no other than that person with mana coating around his body and currently fighting some of their kind. The golem's eyes suddenly glowed in red as they pounced their massive body towards Kiko. Kiko wanted to cry. Even the spectators watching the scene were dumbfounded. What kind of horror was this? Everyone's thought. Only the random gulpin

Apollo murmured, walking circles around the creature. It stood still, if not for the soft rise and fall of its chest, I would have thought it a statue. The creature didn’t respond to the sound of Apollo’s voice, ignoring every command he gave it. Gazing at it thoughtfully, Apollo reached out and shoved me to the floor. The thing moved, faster then I had thought possible. In one smooth motion it righted me on my feet, then turned to advance on my father. Apollo stood still, laughing as the golem lumbered toward him. He snapped his fingers, his face suddenly falling.

Growing to match the girth of the beast that faced him. The golem attacked, and they locked hands, one trying to push the other off balance. Marx felt the ground shifting, his feet digging in as he lost ground. Gritting his teeth, he locked his knees, preventing himself from being shoved back further. Marx looked into the hollowed eyes of the golem and saw nothing but death. Death he would not allow to take another from him.