Look Me in the Eyes When You Talk Manhua

Beneath the flickering light of a lone bulb, Alex stood, his heart hammering in his chest. The voice had been haunting him, its demand echoing in his mind like a sinister chant. Steeling himself, he squared his shoulders and spoke into the oppressive silence. "I don't know who you are," Alex began, his voice wavering but determined. "But I won't cower before you. Show yourself!" A low, guttural laugh reverberated through the darkness, sending a chill down his spine. And then, as if materializing from the shadows, a figure emerged. Its eyes, two pools of emptiness, bore into Alex's very soul, sucking all light and hope from his being. In that moment, Alex understood. This entity fed on fear, thrived on despair. But he refused to be its victim. Steeling his resolve, he met those empty eyes with a gaze of defiance, a glimmer of newfound courage flickering within him. "You have no power over me," Alex declared, his voice steady despite the terror coursing through his veins. "I will not succumb to your darkness. I am stronger than you." As if enraged by his defiance, the entity lunged forward, its form contorting and twisting in unnatural ways. But Alex stood his ground, his will unyielding. With a final, desperate cry, he closed his eyes and banished the entity back into the shadows from whence it came. And in that moment of triumph, Alex realized that true courage was not the absence of fear, but the strength to confront it, to face it head-on. As he opened his eyes to the dim light of dawn filtering through the windows, a sense of liberation washed over him. He had looked fear in the eye and emerged victorious. And in that newfound light, he knew he would never be haunted by blind nightmares again.