Red Eyes

Red Eyes (レッドアイーズ, Reddoaiizu?) is an ongoing Japanese manga written and illustrated by Jun Shindo and published by Kodansha. The manga is licensed for a French-language release in France, a German-language release in Germany and an Italian-language release by Panini Comics.

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Samurai Shodown: Warriors Rage - Story
... The red-eyed boy and girl have come." Only a voice comes from the darkness ... His red eyes glow with the light of the candle ... The two share a pair of red eyes ...
Red Eyes - Technology - Special Assault Armor - Gayer Arms Fabric (Dragnov Federation)
... FR-A12 "Zebra" The prototype model developed by the GAF, much of its technology is derived from AGI ... Fitted with homing anti-armor and anti-air missiles, and fitted with advanced targeting systems that can track targets through walls ...
Samurai Deeper Kyo - Characters
... Demon Eyes Kyo (鬼目の狂, Oni Me no Kyō?) He is known for his demonic blood-red eyes and is one of the most feared samurai in the world ... he was shunned by all of the Mibu clan for his demonic red eyes except for the Sendai Aka no Ou (Former Crimson King) ... and mysterious swordsman, depicted as the only rival to Demon Eyes Kyo ...
Ryoma Echizen - Notable Matches - Akaya Kirihara (manga Version)
... While Ryoma starts out well, Kirihara's Red Eyes form becomes too much for him ... Yet he got scared of red eyes and the next day everyone has red eyes, making him faint three times ...
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Famous quotes containing the words eyes and/or red:

    Why have your eyes gone into their own room?
    Goodnight they are saying
    from their little leathery doors.
    Anne Sexton (1928–1974)

    The poppy that my heart was,
    formed to bind all mortals,
    made to strike and gather hearts
    like flame upon an altar,
    fades and shrinks, a red leaf
    drenched and torn in the cold rain.
    Hilda Doolittle (1886–1961)