Fnaf Silver Eyes Graphic

If he can exude that much power, he is the only one fit for the journey. A man like a diety himself, sky blue eyes a man cannot behold. A perfect body soul and spirit. join Dave on a journey to oblivion. The first few chapters might be cringe but trust me, it gets better. 😉🤗

As they entered the grand foyer, Sonia felt overwhelmed by the opulence surrounding her. Crystal chandeliers hung from high ceilings, and priceless artwork adorned the walls. It was a far cry from the life she had known. Once they were alone in one of the spacious rooms, Tyler turned to Sonia. With gentle hands, he reached for her veil. "May I?" he asked softly. Sonia hesitated, her heart racing. After a moment, she nodded, closing her eyes as the veil fell away. "You're beautiful, Sonia," Tyler said, his voice filled with sincerity. Sonia's eyes flew open in surprise. "How can you say that? My face... it's..." "a part of who you are?," Tyler finished the sentence for her. "And you are beautiful." He paused, his expression growing serious. "Now, we need to take care of those injuries from earlier." "What do you mean?" Sonia asked....

Nicolas closed his eyes, letting his pain and regret drown him, then let out his final breath. His eyes went shut and finally eternal bliss took over. Death was now in control. In a world of magic and mayhem, Nicolas finds himself thrust into a new reality after a tragic accident claims his life. As he struggles with grief and confusion, a mysterious figure named Arlimus offers him a chance at a fresh start through the Book of Destiny. With a mix of hope and apprehension, Nicolas takes a leap of faith and is transported to a realm where he discovers he has been reincarnated as the Demon Lord Abron. As Nicolas awakens in a beautiful landscape, dressed in royal attire, he is greeted by a battalion of enemy soldiers approaching with intentions to harm him. With danger lurking in the shadows and allies filled in mystery, Nicolas must navigate this new world filled with caution, unsure of who to trust or what fate has in store for him.

They call him half-caste, and a mistake. For nineteen years, Kael has been beaten, starved, and forced to clean the twenty-foot stone statue in the royal courtyard; the cursed body of the last Blue Lycan King, murdered twenty years ago with the Magical Alpha Dagger still beating in his stone heart. His crime? His eyes were unusually blue in a kingdom of Black Wolves where pure blood means black eyes, which made him an abomination. What they don't know is that those eyes are royal. Twenty years ago, Alpha Moros Black slaughtered the Blue Lycans; the true rulers blessed by the Moon Goddess, and tried to wipe out their bloodline but he failed. One baby was shielded by his mother and smuggled out by the High Seer, whose family swore an oath to always protect the Blue Lycans. That baby is Kael. The last male Blue Lycan. The only one whose blood can pull the real dagger from his grandfather's stone heart. The Alpha on the throne holds a fake. The only light in his hell is Elara, the present Seer's daughter. Since they were children she has had a crush on him, secretly healing his wounds behind the statue with a forbidden gold touch that burns her every time. But Elara is hiding something too. She is half Seer, half Blue Lycan; the illegitimate bloodline of a Blue Lycan Prince who fell in love with a High Seer. The last female. She doesn't know. When the false Alpha sets a contest as a trap; whoever pulls the dagger from the Stone King will be the next Alpha, every warrior in the kingdom tries and fails while laughing at the half-caste. Until Kael steps up...

Dying is just data. Revenge is a 10-second delay. In a world ruled by powerful Hunter Guilds and the strict laws of the Hunter Association, Jaxen Vane was nothing more than an E-Rank laborer—disposable bait for corporate meat-grinders. Born with zero combat skills and a comatose sister to support, his only goal was survival. Until the day a routine dungeon raid turned into a deadly corporate cover-up. Trapped by mutated monsters and betrayed by his own vanguard, Jaxen accidentally triggers a late awakening. But his system isn't like the standard blue interfaces everyone else possesses. His is an anomaly—a glitched golden system that loads exactly ten seconds late. Whenever Jaxen suffers a fatal blow, his unique skill, Hindsight Bias, snaps his consciousness back exactly ten seconds into the past. He cannot outrun an A-Rank hunter, and he cannot overpower a C-Rank beast on raw stats alone. But with an endless loop of ten-second do-overs, he can memorize every strike, predict every trap, and turn his own brutal deaths into a flawless strategy board. Forced to hide his world-breaking ability from corrupt guilds, ruthless executives, and a high-ranking investigator who blackmails him into a shadow contract, Jaxen takes up a silver invitation to the National Hunter Academy. Hidden right under everyone's noses, the ultimate underdog begins to silently hoard stat points, master his broken system, and climb the ranks. They think he's just an unpolished gem with a Read button.

in a world ruled by those with supernatural abilities and some mysterious existence, Ron who had lost his family and his home, and his teacher sacrificed herself in order to protect him from danger, he finally opened his eyes to the harsh reality of the world, where the strong are the Hunters and the weak are the prey, then he began to look for revenge and power

He spent his first life earning money for people who despised him. Now he’s twenty again, with eyes that reveal the sea’s most valuable catches. This time, every haul brings him closer to a fortune of his own. But the family that exploited him once has no intention of letting him go.

Arrows surrounded the entire palace of the Kingdom of Bahda, fire burning in several places, thousands of bodies lying covered in blood, heads that were separated from the countless body. The Kingdom of Bahda led by King Zakra was successfully controlled by the kingdom of Namla, the head of King Zakra and his family was hung on the walls of the gate was shown to the people who were still alive when they had lost the leader. Screaming the people of the people were welcomed by the laughter of the Royal Namla family, after all the efforts they finally got what they wanted. Bug bug bug. The sound of a kick sounded very loud, a 17 -year -old young man who just opened his eyes pulled the legs of someone who kicked him and made one of the kicking him fall. "How dare you kick the king," Akra said, stood up, his eyes looked at some of the people who were still surrounding him. "See he goes crazy because we kick him," said another teenager. "Ha ha ha." The sound of laughter filled the surrounding Akra.

Deep within the shadows of the supernatural world, a prophecy had long been whispered, foretelling the rise of a king who would reign supreme over all. The three most powerful kings of the land, each convinced of their own worthiness, eagerly awaited the arrival of this chosen one. But when the destined king finally emerged, it was not from the grand halls of a mighty kingdom, but from the humble and forgotten Green Valley. And his name was Rudolph. The three kings were taken aback, their plans thrown into disarray. They could not allow this upstart to take the throne, and so they plotted and schemed, their eyes fixed firmly on Rudolph. As chaos descended upon the land, with the three kings unleashing their armies upon anyone who dared to stand in their way, Rudolph vanished into the night. For twenty long years, the kingdoms were plagued by strange disappearances and unexplained events. Panic gripped the people, and the three kings grew ever more paranoid. It was during a tense meeting between the rulers that Rudolph finally reappeared, his eyes flashing with fury. He had returned to seek revenge and he would stop at nothing to claim his rightful place as king of the supernaturals.

“Make a wish,child,or you die!” Laquan squinted his eyes in confusion. The old man’s words and attitude clearly took him off guard. “Uh... Excuse me?” he scoffed. The old man is either a con artist or he himself is hungry and is definitely hearing things “Don't you wanna get rich son?” Quan's brows shot up at the word ‘rich’ His mind drifted to how he's been humiliated in the past and,he unconsciously fisted his fingers. “I want to be powerful.” He breathed out, one could see and hear the desperation in his eyes and voice. “It's a done deal then. I'll change your fate for you. However...”The man paused, then continue the moment he knew he's got the young lad's attention. “know that you only have twenty years to spend on Earth!” Quan’s jaw dropped. “What?! Hey! I don't wanna make a wish any–” The old man smirked. “It's too late,child. A wish cannot be reversed.”