Novel & Cerita Kamen Rider Abyss

“Hmmm, how do I start? To uneducated people, the abyss realm is a hell where souls rejected by the moongodess are sent to suffer for eternity, but in reality, that's only a small, probably insignificant part of the realm. The abyss realm is actually a place where unworldly beings resulting from the balance reside—beings like mermaids, dragons, phoenixes, gryphons, and unicorns. The balance is like a scale between the Abyss and mortal realms, which makes sure that one doesn't surpass the other in magical energy. Sometimes, there's an overflow of magical energy in the abyss realm, which results in the creation of abyss demons called lords. These lords are beings who can actually act and reason

She guardeth the Abyss. And in her is a perfect purity of that which is above, yet she is sent as the Redeemer to them that are below. For there is no other way into the Supernal mystery but through her and the Beast on which she rideth. - Magick Without Tears * * * * “You’ve found Kanzaki’s rat-hole?” Riou asked at the other end of the line, as Yuri informed him of all that they had found out so far. The four teens and one adult were currently at Shibuya, taking a short break.

They had an agreement to kill and devour every soul that tried to be another conqueror on sight because they can shake their cities, or even take it away from them, but one existence was on top of the danger scale for these lords. "An abyssal lord has been born..." muttered a Fallen angel in a white palace, he unfolded his four pairs of wings and walked towards the balcony. "The abyss, huh, I missed kicking the ass of those beasts" A hunter who wore animal pelts laughed loud enough to be heard kilometers away from his city.

Zion's words would amuse others as he was just a young kid to say such things but Abyss didn't find it funny at all and he felt bitter instead. Why was he not able to see it through when even a four-year-old child could? I know... Does your mommy know that you're calling me? She doesn't. Zion told him the truth. "At that moment, Abyss felt even more heartbroken." You and Rita should take good care of each other. We will! "Zion had no idea what else to say, so he continued in a low voice, ""Dad, I'm hanging up.""" Alright. Abyss was reluctant to end the call but he couldn't get too close with Zion.

He always wanted to overthrow his own father. And now, Raiden had entered the Veiled Paradise, and no one remained to restrain Ramon. Ramon's gaze was fixed on Abyss City, its towering black silhouette crouching like a beast in the night. Inside his jet-black armor, he let out a thick, steaming breath. His moment had finally come. He would only need to seize Abyss City, and he would cut off the very lifeline of Throne City. Then, Throne City would essentially fall right into the palm of his hand.

The roar became a voice, vast and cataclysmic: “Jessica, heart of the nexus, face the abyss and weave its end or its beginning.” A figure emerged, not a weaver or a shadow, but a paradox, its form a shifting mosaic of Jessica, her companions, her mother, Echo, and every weaver they’d faced, its eyes twin infinities that held both creation and nothingness. “I am Omnis,” it said, its voice a symphony of all existence, calm yet apocalyptic. “The Abyss Weaver. You hold the nexus, Jessica, but it is a spark in the abyss. Your hollowness is its flame. Weave reality’s end, or its rebirth, and pay the price.”

The bikers rode shoulder-to-shoulder, their heavy tires slipping and sliding on the black fluid coating the ribbed floor. Dax took the absolute point. Whenever an Abyssal-Leech dropped into their path, he didn't swerve. He accelerated, using the heavy iron chassis of his bike as a battering ram, letting Jax and Tank flank him to carve the beasts apart with their phased melee weapons before the parasites could lock their spinning teeth onto the riders. The deeper they rode, the hotter the air became. The green bioluminescence faded, replaced entirely by the suffocating, oppressive crimson glow of the Leviathan's pressure-core.

His cold eyes remained, yet his lips slowly curved into a devilish smirk. Let's see if you can still say those words at our next meeting, Vestian. "Whoever fights with monster should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster and if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you," Celestin stated a quote out of the blue. "Remember my favorite quote I used to tell you, father?" "What the heck are you talking about, you futile child?"

"It's called the Abyss. Common amongst gifted with mind related abilities, it is a state in which the individual is able to use his/her gift at frighteningly optimal levels and for a long stretch without stopping. The downside of being in this state is the temporary loss of emotion, conscience and in the worst case, lack of recognition of loved ones. A Gifted in the abyss may attack loved ones the same way as he would an enemy." Except from "The Gifted Mind" by Irish vampire scientist Dr Alice Kerry.

The expanse above us was a gorgeous shade of blue, and if I kept my back to the bruised streaks of violet forcing their way from the south, I could almost forget the impending doom hurtling towards us. "You okay?" Lillith asked, stopping beside me. Her almost waist length hair was down, neatly brushed and pushed back over her shoulders. "Yeah. Tired is all." Tired of running from the Sades and their Shadow Men. Tired of seeing their victories heralded in the darkening sky and the used bodies left in their wake. Tired of missing Nick, of not knowing where he was or if he was even alive anymore and tired of feeling like a pale skinned, violet eyed freak.