Roderic05

In a world ruled by gods—ancient Greek gods, elemental deities, and even angels and devils—mortals are mere pawns in the hands of the divine. For centuries, humans have bowed before these gods, their fates decided by the whims of immortal beings.

But not all mortals are content to be ruled.

Amidst this divine hierarchy, Elias stands as a broken man, consumed by rage and a thirst for revenge. His family was slaughtered by the strongest of the gods, a being so powerful, so terrifying, that no mortal could even comprehend their true strength. Elias was left for dead, the ruins of his home smoldering as his family perished in the divine purge. All he has now is hatred and a singular goal: to gain power—enough to challenge the god who took everything from him.

His only hope lies in the Trial, a legendary dungeon created by the gods themselves. This dungeon is rumored to grant immense power to those who can survive its challenges, but there’s a catch: only the strongest can endure the Trial’s horrors.

Though Elias is weak, his burning desire for vengeance has awakened something within him—a mysterious ability known as Absorption. Whenever he kills an enemy, he can absorb their power, taking their strength for his own. But each victory comes with its own toll, and as Elias grows stronger, he learns that absorbing too much power can come at a great cost.

As he ventures into the Trial, Elias faces not only the powerful creatures of the dungeon but also divine obstacles set in place by the gods to protect their secrets. But with every challenge he overcomes, his power grows, and he begins to uncover the dark truth behind his family’s murder—the identity of the god who killed them.

With his newfound strength and a thirst for vengeance, Elias must decide whether to continue down the path of revenge, or to challenge the very gods who rule over the world. But time is running out, and the gods are not so easily slain.

Will Elias become the harbinger of a new era—one where gods no longer reign—or will he succumb to the trials and his own dark ambitions?


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Genres: Action, Fantasy, Drama, Revenge, Adventure
Themes: Power, Revenge, Corruption, Divine Politics, Betrayal

Trial Of The Fallen Gods

Elias moved through the dimly lit streets, the weight of the Trial Essence Crystals pressing against his palm. The city had grown familiar in the short time he had spent here, but it still felt... distant. Even surrounded by people, there was a hollow feeling in his chest, one that hadn't left him since he lost his family.

The deeper he ventured into the Trial, the more he understood one thing-strength alone wouldn't fill the emptiness inside him.

His feet carried him through winding alleys until he reached a quieter district near the city's outer walls. It was here that he had last seen Althea.

He hesitated for a moment before stepping forward.

Maybe because she was the only person who had shown him kindness since he arrived. Or maybe because, despite the way she carried herself-with duty, pride, and restraint-he had seen something else beneath it. Something that made him curious.

As he turned a corner, he finally spotted her.

Althea stood beneath a lantern's glow, speaking with a man in a dark coat. Her expression was stern, and the way she held herself screamed authority. The man nodded a few times before quickly disappearing into the night.

Althea turned, her golden eyes meeting his. A flicker of surprise crossed her face, but she quickly masked it with her usual composed expression.

"You again," she said, crossing her arms. "I assumed you'd be in the guild, gloating about your victories."

Elias scoffed. "Not my style." He paused, studying her. "That guy-looked serious. Something happening?"

Althea sighed, glancing toward the street where the man had disappeared. "Just city business. You wouldn't be interested."

She raised an eyebrow, then exhaled. "A group of adventurers disappeared near the outskirts. Some believe it's bandits. Others say... something else."

Althea nodded. "The Trial affects the world outside, too. Sometimes, remnants of its power slip into this realm-monsters, curses, things that shouldn't exist here. I'm investigating to make sure the city remains safe."

Elias leaned against the nearby wall. "And you do this alone?"

"I have my duties," she said simply. "And I don't need help."

That pride again. It reminded him of himself.

Elias smirked. "Well, I just returned from a place full of curses and dead things. If you ever need someone who doesn't break easily, you know where to find me."

Althea studied him for a moment, as if considering his words. Then, with a small shake of her head, she turned away. "I'll keep that in mind."

Elias watched as she walked off into the night.

He had no idea why he was drawn to her. Maybe it was because she reminded him of something he had lost-a purpose beyond vengeance.

With a sigh, he turned back toward the inn. He needed rest. The third layer awaited, and something told him it would be worse than anything he had faced before.

Chapter 34: Moment of Respite