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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

After escaping the abyss of Floor 35, Elias and Althea emerged into a small, ruined chamber. Unlike the previous floors, this one wasn't immediately hostile. Instead, the dimly lit room held the remains of what once might have been a resting place for warriors long forgotten-broken stone benches, shattered armor, and flickering torches casting eerie shadows on the walls.

Althea exhaled and dropped to sit on a stone bench, resting her sword against her shoulder. "Finally... a chance to breathe."

Elias wasn't as quick to relax. His body still thrummed with energy, his instincts screaming that danger could appear at any second. But even he knew they needed a break.

He sat across from her, rolling his shoulder where a shadow wraith had grazed him. "You're tougher than you look."

Althea smirked slightly. "You just noticed?"

Silence settled between them, only the distant flicker of torches filling the void.

After a moment, Elias finally spoke. "Back in the city... you seemed different. More serious, more... duty-driven. Why?"

Althea's smirk faded. She rested her arms on her knees, staring at the cracked floor beneath her boots.

Elias frowned. "What do you mean?"

She let out a slow breath. "My family was once one of the strongest knight houses in the city. We served directly under a god's banner, protecting the city from invasions, from monsters, from everything. I was raised to be a warrior. I had no choice in the matter-it was duty before all else."

Elias listened quietly. He understood what it meant to lose something.

Althea continued, her voice quieter. "But during an attack... my father and older brother died. The knights we trusted turned their backs on us, leaving us to fend for ourselves. My mother was forced to step down from our position, and the honor we once had was gone overnight."

She clenched her fists. "I swore I'd rebuild our name. I swore I'd become strong enough that no one would ever abandon me again. That's why I took the Trial. That's why I can't fail."

Elias remained silent for a moment before finally speaking. "You're not alone in that."

He wasn't looking at her-his gaze was on the torchlight, but his expression was distant, lost in memories. "I lost my family too. And unlike you, I didn't even get the chance to fight for them."

For once, Althea didn't respond with a sharp remark or sarcasm. She just nodded. "Then you understand."

Elias finally looked at her. "Yeah. I do."

The flickering light made their shadows dance along the walls. Two warriors, bound by different pasts but walking the same path.

Althea smirked again, trying to lighten the mood. "You're not so bad, Elias."

Elias scoffed. "Don't get soft on me now."

She chuckled, shaking her head. "Come on. We should rest while we can. The next floor won't be as forgiving."

Elias nodded. He didn't know what awaited them next, but one thing was certain-he wasn't alone in this fight.

For the first time in a long time, that thought didn't feel so bad.

Chapter 44 - Shadows of the Past