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 sat on the balcony of their rented inn, watching the city below. The air was crisp, the streets bustling with adventurers and merchants, a stark contrast to the deadly silence of the Trial's fourth layer. It had been a few days since they returned to the surface, and Althea was finally starting to recover.

He turned his head as the door creaked open.

Althea stood there, leaning against the doorway. Though her face was still pale, her eyes had regained their sharpness. "How long was I out?"

"Three days," Elias replied, turning back to the city view. "You almost died."

Althea walked forward, taking a seat beside him. "I guess that means I owe you my life now, huh?" She smirked weakly, but Elias didn't return the expression.

"Don't joke about it." His voice was firm.

A heavy silence settled between them.

Althea sighed. "I won't let myself be a burden."

"You're not a burden, Elias said immediately. "But next time, don't get reckless."

She scoffed. "Look who's talking."

Before Elias could reply, there was a loud commotion downstairs. Shouting. The sound of chairs scraping violently across the floor. A fight.

Elias and Althea exchanged glances before moving.

The moment they stepped into the tavern below, the first thing they saw was a group of adventurers surrounding a single figure.

A woman stood in the center, her dark red cloak. slightly torn, a confident smirk on her lips. Her black leather armor bore scratches from previous battles, and her hand rested on the hilt of a dagger at her waist.

"You sure you want to do this?" she asked the adventurers. "You're five, I'm one. That's hardly fair-for you."

One of the men growled. "You stole from us!"

The woman tilted her head. "I wouldn't call it stealing. More like... reclaiming an unfair debt."

Elias frowned, observing the situation.

One of the adventurers lunged at her with a knife.

Faster than the eye could track, she moved. Her footwork was swift, fluid. In a single motion, she dodged the strike, twisted the man's arm, and slammed him into the floor.

Althea crossed her arms. "She's skilled."

The leader of the group stepped forward. "You bitch!" He raised his sword-

The man flinched, eyes widening as Elias applied pressure.

The leader gritted his teeth but, seeing the dark look in Elias' eyes, he hesitated. After a moment, he yanked his hand free and backed away. "Tch. Fine. But if we see you again, you're dead."

With that, the adventurers stormed out of the tavern.

The woman let out a low whistle. "Well, well. Didn't expect a hero to step in. She turned to Elias, her golden eyes gleaming with interest. "Who are you?"

She smirked. "I'm Lyra. And I think I owe you one."

Elias had a feeling their paths wouldn't separate so easily.

Chapter 52 - An Unexpected Encounter