Kamen Rider Abyss Novels & Stories

His head snaps towards my direction his empty grey eyes stare at me I jump scared tripping on the bedside table that makes a loud bang falling on my butt I could hear heavy footsteps rushing this way I hurry picked up the table and rush the way I came as I slide the window shut I hear the door open "Repbisni ti emirale" i hurry to say not caring if I was heard or not, I run as fast as my legs could take me,my whole body buzzing,I jump through the portal falling on my knees my legs turned jelly as I emptied my stomach of it's contents on the sand suddenly breathing felt hard every breath feeling like poison,my eyes widened in realization KIMORA had returned…

The water here was completely clear of debris, illuminated by an blinding, terrifying blue light. Cord pulled the levers back, slowing the Bell to a hovering halt. My breath hitched in my throat. In the dead center of the plaza sat the engine of the Abyssal Tide. It wasn't a creature. It was a machine. But it wasn't built of iron or steam. It was an inverted Deep Node, constructed entirely of hyper-compressed, absolute-zero ice and dark abyssal rock.

The abyss screamed. The sound tore across reality like a dying universe. Above the battlefield, the fractured sky split apart completely as silver light burst outward from within the abyss itself, spreading through the darkness like cracks through glass. The world shook violently. Mountains collapsed. Seas rose. The eclipse overhead flickered between black and silver as though existence itself no longer knew which side was winning. And at the center of it all, Lira stood inside the abyss holding Kael’s hand. Still human.

“For Elyra.” The Abyss Heart’s core surges from crystal depths, claws of shadow slashing, eyes hollow voids, hum rattling bone. Its crystalline heart pulses, shadow-coils writhing within, screech splitting stone. Theryn’s vision deepens—Zynara binding a deeper cosmic entity, its form a void-wreathed star, runes sealing it. Their voice whispers, eyes bright. “It’s beyond the heart.” Kalia’s orb flares, aura steady, eyes distant, a vision seizing her—the Abyss Heart’s core, crystalline, tied to her orb, its light the key. “Aelys!” she gasps, fingers tightening, voice urgent. “It’s now!” I shield her, blade striking shadow-claws, sparks searing, Lena’s spark surging, hymn steady.

The Abyss might have a lot of members, but they are not exactly strong. They have no adults, no one to lead their 'army' of minions. They just thought if they showed up with half the kids in the school we'd turn and run.... but they are mistaken. We have the power and we aren't going to let this go without them learning their lesson. Kody has some weird ass magic, drawing all their dark magic to him and he uses their own magic and shoots it back at them. It's actually kinda pretty and a freaky kinda way. I've never seen him use his powers before.

His eyes—half gold, half black—burned with unyielding resolve. “I made a promise to bring her back… and I don’t break promises.” He stood, the blood around him coiling and twisting into vast wings. The crimson light of the Holy Gate reflected in his eyes—deep and cold as the abyss. “Open, Abyss,” he whispered, voice like a spell. “Take me to where she’s trapped.” A pillar of light engulfed him. --- The Primordial Abyss – Sea of Blood. Evelyn stood alone amidst the ruins. Then a figure appeared—Lucien, his black hair matted, cloak torn, eyes filled with both love and despair.

I laughed in disbelief. “ So like she got any powers?” He asked. “ Yeah, one of her powers..toxic kiss, her lips and skin, can secrete deadly Poison. A kiss of death.” I smirked. “ Well… Ivy, I'd die a happy man.” He looked at my lips and we laughed together. We settled back on the sofa for movie night, blankets, dim lights, rain still falling. Halfway through, my head started throbbing sharp and sudden, like someone had driven a spike behind my eyes.

The Abyss pulsed around her, hungry, patient, and utterly unstoppable. Abyss and the world. Kiran and Lucien, trapped in the time loop, are forced to watch helplessly as her essence wavers one choice away from total destruction or salvation.

“It’s the Abyss—opening for us, for the trinity, for her.” The spire pulsed, the runes flaring, and the sand parted, not a gate but a path, glowing black, leading down, not desert but void, the chaos beyond, the Veil’s edge, the Abyss’s heart, its shades waiting, their hum a chant, not judgment but truth: lock, spark, flame, void, choose or be chosen. The bond burned, Lucian’s voice, "we’re with you," his hand tight, Lyra’s shard warm, Mara’s nod, Killian’s shaky grin, and I stepped forward, the dagger raised, the mark screaming, the path glowing, the Abyss calling.

Lyra’s dagger trembled in her hand. “Something worse.” Torin’s claws scraped the stone, his eyes grim. “It’s not over.” The crack widened, crimson light flooding the chamber. A figure emerged not Drenvar, not the Daughter, but Zane, Aria’s former mate, his eyes glowing crimson, his fur rippling with dark power. He held a new shard, smaller, sharper, pulsing with the Abyss’s heart. “You thought you won?” Zane said, his voice a sneer. “The Abyss chose me.”