Истории Ayin

Action speaks louder than words, but eyes express all untold thoughts. It's the basis of your words, expressing, showing, serving the emotions. But an eye that is different from others, are monsters. "I am way different from normal people, they have brown eyes, black, blue, rarely green. My eyes are different, different colors, different from normal. My right eye is the color of the sun from afar that is poured by a dust, a pattern is seen like a sun rays a dirty yellow but it's still bright and differs from others. My left eye, the color of nature and seen as a selkie- an eye of a sea monster-unsightly. It's simply a heterochromia, yet I was left, abandoned and disowned to die." "I was seen as a monster, when I was just a child that knew nothing." "He said this eyes are unique not strange. Others saw me as an omen but he sees me as a goddess."

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Until now, I had seen everything in the past. But now, I could see things much more deeply than before. Seeing was not just looking, it was also feeling about something. I am Diana. I was a human being since I knew myself, but I was no longer just a human being. I was the vision of all people. Please close your eyes and think. Were we alone? Or did we have sounds in our mind?

"What ever happened between us?" --- "Why did I forget you?" --- "Will we ever meet again?" --- "....Will we?" ( This is a Nitsuka ( Season of Dreams guide ) x Sah book, about Sah and Nitsuka losing touch,,,,ever since the first Eden they haven't seen eachother,,,,because of Resh. All they have are brief memories to guide them to eachother,,,,,,)

Do we know what happens in the afterlife? No. Do we know what God and Lucifer look like? No. Do we know if Lucifer was the first being in hell? Noone knows for sure. Read Afterlife to see different POVS of being in hell. (Inspired by the Bible, and Hazbin hotel)

(sky cotl) eliyen, turning 10, finally gets her cape. 'Finally, my brother will stop teasing me', she thought. She felt the light energy inside her boil and bubble, rising to full capacity. as it all died down, she turned to her mirror to see the dark, abyss colored cape that generated itself on her back. (Book 2 coming out soon)

!!PLEASE READ DISCLAIMER BEFORE CONTINUING!! I see no prairie elder fanfiction for the ayin enjoyers so I decided to make my own. Requests will be accepted but I won't do any weird stuff.

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A spin-off of The Archivist of Gotham with the same protagonist but a different world and circumstances. An interactive self-insert crossover fanfic. ---------------------- An amnesiac person from Earth found himself dying and transmigrating in the body of a 12-year-old Jonas Cane. A kid who was adopted by a couple who lives in one of the Nest in the City. What is the City? He doesn't have any clue! One thing that he knows is this isn't his world if this dystopian hellhole of the City exists. Even he was granted with the Archivist System that was blessed by amoral entities made of fear, can Jonas survive this new world or would he just ended up as one of dismissible casualties in the City that thrives in pain and suffering?