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Eyes.
Singular ones.
They were everywhere.
Ten in total, gazing from all directions.
They lingered in the boundless sky.
Never blinking.
One was unwavering in its vigil.
Another radiated joy.
And another harbored curiosity.
One concealed amusement.
One glinted with avarice.
Two came in a pair, one of which was lustful and the other prideful.
An envious one whispered its discontent.
A wrathful orb smoldered with anger.
And a dark one held murderous intent.
But one eye stood out from the rest.
This unique eye had an almost translucent iris, devoid of emotion, and it gazed at the man with an unsettling blankness.
Distinguished by his sharp suit, inky black hair, and eyes, the man who attracted these mysterious orbs' collective gaze sat in a lotus position.
The reason for their attention was quite simple.
