Eyes of _________
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Last published Mon, Jan 8, 2024
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I'm a monster. And a hero. In my world, your eyes give you power. Your magic is based off of your eyes. I have forbidden eyes, which means I am forbidden. In fact, the only ones that know I exist are Mother and Father. And the only ones who know my name. Names are like friends, if you use them too much they stab you in the back. I just go by the names people give me as they look into the eyes of death. 'Reaper', for killing them. 'Cursed One'. 'Coward', for not showing them my eyes. But the truth is, if you see my eyes, your already dead. If the people of this world knew what I did, would they call me a hero? Or would I be a villian? What do those words even mean anymore?
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