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 leaned against the wooden railing of the adventurer's guild, watching the bustling city below. His body still ached from the brutal battle against Veyros, and his mind was clouded with exhaustion. Althea sat beside him, her wounds mostly healed, but the battle had left its mark-both physically and emotionally.

"You're quiet," Elias muttered, glancing at her.

Althea sighed. "Just... thinking."

Before Elias could respond, the guild's doors swung open with a burst of energy, and a confident voice echoed through the hall.

"Out of my way! I need a drink after that damn expedition."

A woman clad in a deep blue cloak strode inside, her silver hair cascading down her back. Sparks of mana flickered around her fingers as she pushed past a group of adventurers, her emerald eyes sharp and filled with mischief.

The air around her crackled with raw magical energy. She wasn't just an ordinary mage-she was a sorcerer.

Elias narrowed his eyes, sensing something different about her. Unlike normal mages who relied on careful spellcasting, sorcerers wielded magic instinctively, bending the elements to their will with sheer force.

Althea smirked slightly. "Lyra. A sorcerer with an attitude."

As if on cue, Lyra turned toward them, her gaze locking onto Elias. A slow smirk spread across her lips. "Well, well... if it isn't the rising star of the guild. Elias, right?"

Elias tensed. He wasn't sure if her tone was mocking or impressed. "Yeah. Who's asking?"

She chuckled, flicking her fingers as a small burst of lightning crackled between them. "Lyra. You'll be hearing that name a lot if you plan on staying alive in the Trials."

Althea sighed. "Try not to antagonize him, Lyra."

Lyra raised an eyebrow. "Antagonize? I'm just introducing myself." She stepped closer, scrutinizing Elias. "You've got the look of someone who's been through hell. And judging by the whispers around the guild, you actually survived the fourth layer."

Elias crossed his arms. "What's it to you?"

Lyra grinned. "Nothing much. Just thinking... I might want in."

Althea's eyes narrowed. "You want to join us?"

Lyra shrugged. "I'm tired of running with mediocre parties. I want a real challenge." She pointed at Elias. "And you, my friend, seem to attract trouble like a damn magnet."

Elias wasn't sure if he should be insulted or amused. He glanced at Althea, who seemed skeptical, then back at Lyra.

"You think you can keep up?" he asked.

Lyra's smirk widened. "Oh, sweetheart... you'll be struggling to keep up with me."

For the first time in days, Elias felt something other than exhaustion-excitement.

A sorcerer had just joined the party.

Chapter 53-A Sorcerer's Arrival