Sorry i haven't posted thing for a while know, i've been hiding. for
something completely off topic, did you know that the recording studio
for Mister Oculus has a sub level, and that its completely filthy and
disgusting? it's a lot like a sewer i stayed in when i was running from
The Slender mIRIS! I HAVE A BONE TO PICK WITH YOU! lets get something
straight here, Iris. i stabed his eye because he was being unreasonable.
well, it wasn't actually his fault. also, an eye for an eye, leaves the
hole world monocular. anyways, you are correct, he is a fear, but i'm
not sure about that coming from The Transgression, but that would
explain why that thing only has one eye. anyway, let me explain what
happened last night. i walked into “Mister Oculus’s” office. he had
walked in there only moments before. i had brought my sword just in case
things got ugly.
“Mister Oculus i presume” i said. he
tuned around in surprise, but was quickly smiled
“Shadow!” he exclaimed, “Good to,”he tried to find the right words, “see
you again! Hows it been working for the blind man?” he nodded to a seat
and i sat down. he himself sat in a chair behind his desk.
“I’m not here to smalltalk, Eye.” he cringed as i called him his real Title
“Yes, i suppose you wouldn't”. he fidgeted with his hands. “then lets get to the point, shall we?”
“Why is The Last Gift want to kill me?”.
He
shrugged his shoulders and keep on smiling like there nothing wrong
with the world he pulls out a teapot from his desk (huh?) and poreses
out some weird red liquid from the said condiment container into a cup.
“What that?” i said, inching away from the desk
“Why,
don’t you know? its oculi liquorem.” i curse right out loud as soon as
those words left his mouth, and pulled out my sword. no way he would do
that, i thought, he would have almost half the fears against him! but
then he did. then mutable things happened at once. he though the tea cup
at me, spilling its contents. i was in front of the door when he thoh
the cup. good thing i got out of the way in time, but it was a bad thing
for the poor gavel the oculi liquorem splashed upon. yes, when i got
out of the way, the door opened and Bam! instant wet servant! he yelled
out in surprise, and then out in agony. i have no idea who that was
iris, and i have seen many painful thing happened to other, but i have
seen nothing this weird... well actually i've seen weirder (if at all
possible, never witness an affliction). his body became amorphous, and
started to warp and change. the general humanoid shape was still there,
but the dimensions of the body were changing. the limbs, digits, and
torso stretched and became thin. the neck enonge too, but not as much as
the rest of the body. the facial features clumped together into a low
dome and a line formed on the diameter. the hair became black and wild
and rugged. other than that, it look completely like itself before being
spits with eye juice. it stood up and opened its larger eye (which took
up its entire face area) for the first time as a Cyclopus.
“Oh
My...” i muttered. i had only heard stories about oculi liquorem and
what it does to mortals. oculi liquorem is the Blood of The Eye, like
Slender man’s Azoth, only. it has the capability to transform most
being, permanently or temporarily, into a being known as a Cyclopus, an
extension of The Eye, a bit like Judgment, but a bit more stable. thare
used by The Eye as another, um, eye, or viewpoint to see out of.
completely overwhelming their soul and warping it compile so its only
purpose in exists is to be its masters informerse. during the
transformation process, the subject usually retain some of it cartistics
of the original form, which explains why the formerly gavel will
probably still be recognised among its assorted aqantinsiss (have i lost
you because of the fancy language?). almost all higher being, including
the less powerful fears, UXP’s, and other Monsters an eldritch
abominations, and excluding diving bins such as angels, can be also be
turned into Cyclopi, but only temporarily, and very briefly. anyway
The
Eye seemed to go even more insane after seeing his new utensil. he
laughed and convulses with pure madness. he grabbed the teapot and
though it at me. having no time to dog it, i slashed it with my sword.
it spit cleanly in half and hit the ground at my feet. i was about to
strike him, but i saw the oculi liquorem turning white on the blade.
interesting, i thought. i dipped the blade into the the spilled blood.
it slowly changed color, for red to white, Oculi liquorem to Zilva. it
seem to stick to the blade. i glanced up i was shocked when i saw The
Eye strangling himself. he started screaming and laughing at the same
time. i look on stuned. then i noticed his shadow. it was caging from
the shadow of the Mister Oculus manifestation to one of the thing i saw
earlier this week. The Transgression smiled as it watched the fear that
it was possessing. it smirked and chuckled at its work. it took one of
its arms and poked into one of the eyes of the hat the Mister Oculus
manifestation and wa sucked into it. i had to stop it from killing that
stupid eye. now, i admit, sometimes i would like to make the Eye black,
but we sort of need the fears, well, until the end of the universe, not
to mention on that The Transgression had been imprisoned in the
singularity cell. i had been trying to come up with a way to beat the
sense back into The Eye when i hit me. Man i an idiot i thought. i
quickly dipped my blade into the Zilva, which climbed and some covered
the blade, and ran at the Eye. i stabbed the blade into the middle eye
of the top hat, which The Transgression had use to enter his mind.
As
he sank to the floor with a streak, i whispered where his ear would
have been, “i suggest to prevent this happening again, you should have
one of you Gavels become your bodyguard, perhaps one that can manipulate
the Zilva.” i pulled out the blade from the now beating, closed eye.
“now
i have two fears to worry about.” i muttered. i looked over at the
door. the Cyclops. it had just stood there ever since it had had been
created. i gabbed its hand and led it into a closet. i closed the door
and reann down the hall back to the computer room. i picked up my
supplies and ran towards the stairs. as i ran i noticed everyone was on
the floor, except the young children, who were sitting quietly. only
later i would learn that all the gavel have a connection with the the
eye, so when he was knocked unconscious, all of them were too (not to
mention the eye tattoo on their bodies will also feel the pain he
endured in his eye. sorry iris). i hope i did a good job explaining.
