Beneath Golden Eyes

He was born with golden eyes — a rarity in a lineage of cold blues and sharp greens. To the world, he is the perfect heir: composed, intelligent, calculating. But behind the mask lies a mind shaped by loss, silence, and a fascination with the fragility of power.



In an era of hyperreal VR and corporate dynasties, he was known as “1905” — a ghost in the system, a myth who brought kingdoms to ruin from within.

But when the boundary between game and reality breaks, and he awakens inside the very world he once shattered — he chooses to start a new game.



This time, with real stakes.

This time, with real blood.



He is the heir of Ataraxia, a House of Counts.

A calm face. A cold mind.



In a world where smiles are weapons and alliances bleed, one truth remains:



What lies beneath golden eyes… is never what it seems.









Hello everyone.

This is my first work. I created the story and wrote it myself. The English translation was done with the help of Deepseek, so there might be some mistakes here and there. English is not my first language, and I’m still learning, so please forgive any errors. I will do my best to write as clearly and correctly as I can.



As for certain parts of the novel — it may come off as a bit too poetic or dramatic at times. That’s intentional. The story is mostly told from the perspective of an unknown being… a slightly dramatic and poetic one.



Thank you for reading — and I hope you enjoy the story.