Eye System の小説・ストーリー

The air has been scrubbed to a single registered scent: lemon-based disinfectant and the faint metallic tang of the Argus cooling fans. I stand in the center of the room, hands resting on the slight curve of my stomach. Inside, the Morton heir is still just a cluster of cells—but I feel the weight of it already. A tether made of lead. I find the cameras in under a minute. Seventeen. Damian doesn't hide them; he wants me to feel the weight of being watched. One overhead in the far corner, three in the smart-glass panels, a sensor array above the headboard. The Argus Eye doesn't just see; it calculates. It measures my gait, pupil dilation, the invisible tremor in my hands when I reach for a gl

The weight of Kaelor’s body was a 3D comfort, a grounded reality in a world of ghosts. "The Eye..." Aradaa whispered, his voice finally human. "It's changing." Aradaa looked up at the Optic Nerve. The giant baby-projection wasn't screaming anymore. It was quiet. It was looking at them with a strange, curious tilt of its head. "It’s not a weapon," Aradaa realized, his voice cracking as he scrambled to his feet. "Kaelor, the Eye... it’s a projector. It was never meant to fuse us. It was meant to broadcast the true history. The split... the migration... everything we forgot."

Amelia explained patiently, then took out a packet of medicine: "I'll give you a needle therapy session first and see how you respond." The girl nervously gripped the blanket: "Needle therapy... can it cure my eyes?" "In traditional medicine, eye diseases are often related to the liver and kidneys." Amelia explained as she disinfected a silver needle. "Your problem isn't just optic nerve damage; there's also stagnation of vital essence and liver yin deficiency. When you went for tests, they ignored the overall flow of vital essence." Amelia then took out an incense stick, letting its fragrance fill the room: "Lie down and relax."

Jessi picks up one of the photos, studying it closely. "Look at his eyes." She says, handing me the picture of one of the rogues. It's a close-up of a rogue who happens to be looking at the camera. I look at his eyes and see they don't look right. There seems to be something like a film over them. It almost looks like when a human gets cataracts. I've been looking over this stuff every day, and it takes her five minutes to see something I've missed.

Both were shocked with this incident, Anya looks up and collides with his blue-green eyes. Anya raise her finger and traces on Sebastian's eyes making him shiver with her touch "Your eyes are so beautiful, so pure without any malice." Anya stares into his eyes with admiration and fascination then says "Why you always filled them with negative emotions? Or else they are the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen in my life." Hearing her words Sebastian holds her waist and pulls her closer to him then he touches his forehead with her and mumbles "Stop me before I lose control."

TSS! In an instant, the eyeball broke, and a large amount of transparent liquid splashed out from the crack, mixed with some bright-red blood vessels. As the camera turned, it could be seen that the huge pressure on the eyeball caused the transparent liquid to splash far away, directly spraying onto the television. The red countdown on the television continued, and time passed quickly. The transparent and viscous liquid slowly flowed down from the television, passing through the television and dripping onto the ground. Bang!

The doctor performed a comprehensive examination on Angeline's eyes but did not detect any organic changes. With that, he came to a regretful conclusion. "Ms. Severe, if you can't control your emotions properly and continue to place yourself in a state of anxiety and depression all the time, your somatic disorder will become more and more serious. As it turns out, your intermittent vision loss this time has lasted much longer than the last. If medications aren’t taken to control it, I’m afraid you’ll become permanently blind.”

He asked again. "Wilson." Wilson answered. All the hunters scrutinized him with their eyes. "Okay then! One-eyed beasts are a large family of different types and species of animals with one eye each. They emit foul smell from their bodies and are able to see various kind of energies with their singular eyes. Some can see infrared lights, which is basically heat signatures, some could see the energy level of others and some of them, according to the great Jerry Chan, can even determine and share one's weak points with others by the various colors they see." He began to explain.

“Would you look me in the eye if I asked?” “I would, because you asked.” “Then look at me. My eyes are up here.” Danica pinched her eyes close as she lifted her head. As she slowly opened them, she looked deep into the dark night that was Terrell's eyes and face. “That's better,” Terrell said. “Now that I have seen your eyes, your very beautiful eyes, I am going to ask you to go into the bathroom and wash those tears away. You don't need to be afraid of me. I am the last person that is going to ever hurt you.”