Kamen Rider Abyss Novels & Stories

The moment I looked at them… An uncomfortable sensation crawled through my chest. It was as though something inside me instinctively rejected their existence. Grandma Healer approached carefully. She stretched out a wrinkled hand but stopped just before touching them. “No…” Her expression changed dramatically. “These aren’t ordinary corrupted crystals.” Karl looked toward her. “You recognize them?” She nodded slowly. “I’ve only seen drawings in ancient records.” She swallowed before continuing. “They’re called Abyss Stones.” The entire hall fell silent once again. “They’re forged using condensed Void Energy and the blood of living sacrifices.”

Kyra’s voice echoed, but I didn’t see her. It was difficult to pinpoint the direction of her voice, so I walked mindlessly through the darkness. When I heard Artemis’s voice, it didn’t echo as Kyra’s had. Following Artemis’s voice, I finally came across Kyra. She was dressed in a beautiful white gown, which flowed around her. “It is a realm between realms, known as the Abyss.” Artemis answered. “Why am I here?” Kyra asked. “Because this was the only way I could talk to you without anyone interfering. Do you really think I am stupid enough to come near you and those around you?”

They would have to find an entirely different apartment, purchased furniture once again, even find a new school to enrol—he was scheduled to start in two days. He wanted to stay with Aunt Judy, start his new school in the next few days, find new friends and have as many guests over in his brand new apartment, finally living alone do the first time. As much as he was afraid, the fury was starting to overshadow it; he didn't want to have to lie to his parents while he fled the city, afraid of an outcome that may never even happen. Besides, why would a mafia assassin yakuza want to murder newly senior high school student Nate Kennedy? Out of all they most likely had to deal with?

But a figure directly bypassed Sol and was the first to walk toward me on the stage. He knelt before me and took out an obsidian box carved with star patterns. When he opened the box, a ruby the size of a pigeon egg glowed inside, its light pulsing like a heartbeat. I recognized it—the Heart of the Abyss. It was said it would bring eternal love to the wearer. "Lyra," his voice was gentler than I had ever heard it, "are you willing to bind your fate with mine?"

Asher watched the memory unfold as if it were happening right before his eyes. He narrowed his eyes, focused on the dark figure with the massive wings. "Who the hell is this?" he asked Damir internally. "That's Morgana, a high-ranking demon from the Abyss," Damir replied. A beat of silence. "This Abyss," Asher said, his tone shifting. "Where exactly is it?"

Her body hovered off the ground, the crown embedding itself deeper into her skull, blood running like molten fire down her temples. The tether split sparks across the abyss, binding Adrien to her. Zayn’s flames arched, trying to restrain the shadows. And then. Her voice shifted, Not hers, A chorus. “I am not Sera. I am the abyss made flesh. I am the crown’s heir. Kneel.” Her eyes burned void-black. And the abyss obeyed. Every monster, every shadow, every twisted creature bent to the ground, groveling. The ground itself quaked as if in worship.

It is a realm where the boundaries between the known and the unknown blur, where unseen perils and hidden wonders lie in wait. The abyss is a world of secrets, revealing glimpses of eerie rock formations and ethereal creatures as the carriage moves through its depths. Bioluminescent organisms, casting faint glows in various hues, become the only source of light, their soft radiance offering a glimpse into the enigmatic abyss.

Once, I stood on its highest spire and promised the stars I’d never come back. Promises. What fragile little lies. The ground trembles beneath me—not from my weight, but from what moves inside me. The Abyss didn’t just give back what I buried. It gave more. Too much. Every heartbeat now is a drumbeat of war, pulsing with power that hums in my teeth, my bones, my blood. The sky listens. The dead listen. And somewhere, far beyond, the gods flinch. You feel it, don’t you? The voice is softer now, no longer the roar of a storm but the hiss of silk over steel.

Anyway, he had never thought about a smooth sailing. Even so, after killing the mysterious man, Caspian clearly felt that the nearby void was constantly trembling, as if something extremely terrifying was about to rush over! Thus, Caspian didn't delay and flew straight towards the abyss. The abyss was deep and immeasurable, stretching as far as the eye could see! Even someone like Caspian couldn't help but tremble when facing the abyss. "Is this Abyss?" Caspian muttered to himself. From a distance, Caspian saw planets formed by demons.

He called to all the warriors through the mind link and wolves of every size and colour darted from the crowds in the direction he had gone. The crowd was frantic, and I soon found Beta Gideon, along with my mother and Leona ushering people away in the opposite direction than the warriors had gone. My eyes met the worries stare of the Betas and I nodded at him, "Go, I've got it under control here," I ordered, and much to my surprise he nodded and took off into the night.