《Vengeance of The Abyss: Gods Executioner》 Summoned to a Cursed Kingdom Kazuki''s head was pounding. A dull ringing filled his ears, and the world around him was a blur. The air was thick with the scent of incense and something metallic¡ªblood? His vision cleared slowly, revealing an ornate chamber lined with marble pillars. Golden chandeliers hung overhead, casting flickering shadows on the floor. He tried to move, but his body refused to obey. Chains rattled around his wrists and ankles, the cold iron biting into his skin. "What¡­ the hell?" His voice came out hoarse. He could barely think straight. Then, a voice echoed through the hall. "So, this is the summoned one?" A man¡¯s voice¡ªdeep, commanding, laced with arrogance. Kazuki turned his head toward the source. A group of men and women sat upon golden thrones, their gazes piercing and full of expectation. Their extravagant robes, embedded with shimmering jewels, signified their status. The man sitting in the grandest chair, wearing a crown with obsidian spikes, smirked. If you stumble upon this narrative on Amazon, it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it. "A king?" Kazuki thought. "You look¡­ disappointing," the king scoffed. "A mere child? Is this some kind of joke?" "What the hell is going on?" Kazuki clenched his fists. His memories were scrambled, but flashes of his past life surfaced¡ªJapan, middle school, the isekai anime he loved watching. Then, nothing. A robed priest stepped forward. "Your Majesty, the summoning was a success. This boy has been pulled from another world. He bears the mark." Kazuki looked down at his arm. A strange glowing sigil was carved into his skin, pulsating with unnatural energy. "This is real¡­ I¡¯ve been summoned?" Then, the pain hit. A sudden, searing agony surged through his body, as if his veins were on fire. He let out a scream, collapsing onto the cold stone floor. The king chuckled. "Good. Begin the conditioning immediately." The moment those words were spoken, armored guards seized Kazuki by the arms. He thrashed, but he was still weak, his body barely able to resist. "Wait! What¡ªwhat the hell are you doing?!" "You will serve the Astrean Empire," the priest said coldly. "You have no other purpose." Kazuki''s blood ran cold. His mind screamed in protest. No. This isn¡¯t how an isekai is supposed to go. They dragged him away, down into the castle''s depths. And so, his nightmare began. Escape from the Abyss Kazuki didn¡¯t know how long he had been in this hellhole. Days? Weeks? Maybe longer. The dungeon beneath the royal palace was a nightmare carved from stone. The air was thick with the stench of mold, blood, and rotting flesh. Chains rattled in the darkness as prisoners groaned in agony. Kazuki sat in his cold, damp cell, his body battered and bruised from countless torture sessions. He had stopped counting how many times they had beaten him, cut him, or branded his skin with strange runes. The pain had become a numb ache, but the rage inside him still burned. "Why¡­ Why did this happen to me?" He was just a middle schooler. One moment, he was walking home from school, and the next, he was thrown into this cursed world, treated like a tool rather than a person. Footsteps echoed down the stone corridor. Kazuki tensed, his breathing shallow. Was it time for another session? A key clattered against the iron bars. The door swung open with a groan. "You¡¯re being moved," a guard muttered, grabbing Kazuki by the arm. Kazuki didn¡¯t resist. Not yet. He couldn¡¯t¡ªnot until the right moment. They dragged him through a long, dimly lit hallway. Faint torchlight flickered against bloodstained walls, the shadows stretching unnaturally. Then, he heard them. Screams. Agonized wails from prisoners in other cells. Some begged for mercy. Others cursed the empire with their final breaths. Reading on this site? This novel is published elsewhere. Support the author by seeking out the original. The guards didn¡¯t even flinch. "This place¡­ is hell." They reached a large, circular chamber with an altar in the center. Magical symbols lined the floor, glowing with a sickly purple light. The high priest stood before the altar, a wicked smile on his face. "It is time for the next phase of your transformation," the priest said. "The empire has no use for a weak summoned hero. But with enough pain, your true strength may awaken." Kazuki¡¯s heart pounded. He wasn¡¯t going to survive this. "If I don¡¯t escape now¡­ I¡¯ll die here." Then, something happened. A loud boom shook the dungeon. Dust rained from the ceiling. The guards turned their heads just as a monstrous roar echoed from deeper within the castle. "Shit! What was that?" one guard shouted. The priest¡¯s eyes widened. "An intruder?!" This was his chance. Kazuki lashed out. He twisted his arm free and drove his elbow into a guard¡¯s stomach. The man staggered back with a grunt. Without hesitation, Kazuki snatched the guard¡¯s dagger and slashed his throat. Blood sprayed onto the stone floor. The other guard drew his sword, but Kazuki ducked under the swing and drove his stolen blade into the man¡¯s ribs. The high priest took a step back, eyes wide. "Y-you filthy brat¡ª!" Kazuki didn¡¯t let him finish. He grabbed the ritual candle from the altar and smashed it against the priest¡¯s head. Flames erupted, igniting the old man¡¯s robes. The priest shrieked as fire consumed him. Kazuki turned and ran. The dungeon was in chaos. Beasts had broken free from their cages. He heard guards shouting, swords clashing, and monstrous roars shaking the walls. He ran past rows of cells, catching glimpses of skeletal prisoners, broken souls who had given up on life. Some reached toward him weakly, their eyes empty. Kazuki gritted his teeth. "I¡¯m sorry¡­ but I can¡¯t save you." He sprinted through the corridors, dodging fallen debris and corpses. His lungs burned. His legs screamed for rest. But he couldn¡¯t stop now. Then, he saw it¡ª A ladder leading up to a rusted metal grate. Hope surged through him. He climbed, ignoring the pain in his muscles. With one final push, he forced the grate open and emerged into the night air. The cold breeze hit him like a shock. His body trembled, but he forced himself to move. The castle loomed behind him, its spires reaching toward the sky like monstrous claws. He was free, but the city was still dangerous. "I need to get as far away as possible." Kazuki took one last look at the place that had nearly broken him¡ª Then, he disappeared into the darkness. Awakening in the Divine Realm Kazuki ran. His bare feet pounded against the cold, wet earth as he pushed forward, the freezing night air stinging his torn skin. His breath was ragged, each gasp filled with the raw desperation to live. Behind him, the silhouette of the Astrean Empire¡¯s castle loomed like a monstrous beast, its towers stretching toward the heavens, mocking him. But he was free. Even though his body ached, even though his stomach growled with hunger, Kazuki refused to stop. He sprinted through the dense forest surrounding the empire, branches clawing at his skin, his wounds reopening, sending fresh streaks of crimson down his arms. "I have to keep going." The empire wouldn¡¯t let him escape so easily. Guards would be searching for him. If they found him, they would drag him back. The very thought sent a cold shiver down his spine. After what felt like hours, his legs gave out beneath him, and he collapsed onto the damp grass. His vision swam, his body weak from exhaustion. He couldn''t move. His breathing slowed as his consciousness began to fade. "Damn it¡­ am I really going to die here?" Just as the darkness threatened to consume him, a warm light surrounded him. A voice, soft yet powerful, echoed through the air. ¡°Child of two worlds, awaken.¡± Kazuki¡¯s body felt weightless as everything around him faded into white. --- When he opened his eyes, he found himself in a vast, ethereal space. The story has been illicitly taken; should you find it on Amazon, report the infringement. The sky above him shimmered with countless stars, and below his feet was a sea of light, glowing with colors he couldn¡¯t name. A presence surrounded him¡ªpowerful, ancient, yet comforting. Before him stood three figures, each radiating an overwhelming divine aura. One was an elderly man with a long silver beard, his golden robes flowing like mist. His eyes were sharp yet filled with wisdom. The second was a woman with hair of cascading silver, her beauty otherworldly, her form glowing with soft blue light. The third was a warrior, clad in armor forged from the cosmos itself, his presence commanding yet sorrowful. Kazuki instinctively knew who they were. The true gods of this world. The old god was the first to speak. ¡°We have been watching you, Kazuki.¡± The goddess gazed at him with sadness. ¡°We are sorry¡­ for all that you have suffered.¡± The warrior stepped forward. ¡°The kingdom that summoned you¡­ they have twisted the balance of this world. They have enslaved people, stolen lives, and defied our laws. You were never meant to be their tool.¡± Kazuki clenched his fists. ¡°Then why didn¡¯t you stop them?!¡± His voice cracked with anger. ¡°Why did you let them do this to me?!¡± The gods fell silent. The elderly god finally spoke. ¡°We¡­ cannot directly interfere. Not anymore.¡± Kazuki¡¯s rage only grew. ¡°Then what¡¯s the point of all this?! You pity me? That doesn¡¯t change anything!¡± The warrior god narrowed his eyes. ¡°It changes everything.¡± Suddenly, a surge of energy flooded Kazuki¡¯s body. He gasped as knowledge poured into his mind, fragments of ancient power awakening within him. His body felt lighter, stronger¡ªsomething inside him had been unlocked. The goddess placed a gentle hand on his forehead. ¡°We cannot undo your suffering¡­ but we can grant you the strength to forge your own fate.¡± Kazuki¡¯s heart pounded. ¡°Strength¡­?¡± The gods nodded. [You have been blessed by the True Deities.] Your soul has been freed from the empire¡¯s control. You can now wield magic beyond human limitations. Your potential is no longer bound by mortal constraints. Kazuki felt something shift within him. His body changed¡ªhis hair, once dark, became pure white. His crimson eyes glowed with an unnatural intensity. Power coursed through his veins. The warrior god stepped forward. ¡°You are no longer just an outsider. You are now part of this world.¡± The goddess¡¯s voice was firm. ¡°You have the choice, Kazuki. Will you carve your own path¡­ or will you let the empire decide your fate?¡± Kazuki didn¡¯t hesitate. ¡°I¡¯ll make them pay.¡± His voice was ice. ¡°I swear¡­ I¡¯ll tear down their corrupted kingdom and end their rule.¡± The gods did not smile. They did not cheer. They simply nodded. ¡°Then go. Begin your journey.¡± The world around him vanished in a flash of golden light. --- Kazuki awoke with a gasp, his body drenched in sweat. He was no longer in the forest. He lay on a soft bed, wrapped in clean sheets. The scent of herbs filled the air. His hand shot to his chest¡ªno wounds. His body felt different, as if it had been reforged. He slowly sat up, realizing he was in a small wooden room. A candle flickered on a nearby table. He turned his gaze and saw an elderly man in white robes sitting beside him. "You¡¯re awake," the man said with a warm smile. "The gods must favor you, young one. You were at death¡¯s door when we found you outside our temple." Kazuki¡¯s eyes widened. A temple¡­? The man continued, "You must rest, but when you are ready¡­ I will answer your questions." Kazuki stared at his hands. The memories of the Divine Realm were fresh in his mind. The power he had felt there¡­ it wasn¡¯t just a dream. He had been reborn. A smirk formed on his lips. "The empire made a mistake letting me escape." "Now¡­ it¡¯s my turn to change everything."