Hello everybody, my name's Matheus, or just Matt for short.
In The Abyssal, you assume the control of a powerful deity that was betrayed by their fellow gods. Imprisoned against your will for all eternity, you had a long time to plan your revenge.
After you regain your freedom, travel across Hylaria and recruit acolytes to help you in your quest for retribution. Influence their future as you learn about their past. Cultivate the kind of relationship you want to have with your followers: make them fear you, or be a kind leader and inspire respect.
Oh, and did I mention you are Death itself?
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Last updated in February of 2026
DEMO / FORUM / PATREON / KO-FI
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You can play as a god, goddess, or deity. Choose your sexuality, appearance, personality, an immortal creature for a pet, and a powerful weapon to wield. Be a merciless monster or a benevolent being. Feared or revered? Your actions decide how mortals and gods perceive you.
This game is heavily focused on relationships, so expect a lot of romance, but romance is not required to progress through the story if that's not your thing. Speaking of which, I have 7 romanceable characters planned as of now, with 1 being gender-locked to male and the gender of the other 6 changing based on your choices.
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Azaādeh AsayeshĀ āThe Desert Jewelā
(Male or Female)
TheĀ MahdiĀ of the Ahara Desert first dwellers, theĀ Emir, and former high priest/priestess of the followers of Taiājik, the god of deserts and safe passage. Through great sacrifice and worship, they were able to acquire Taiājikās blessing, which in turn is used to protect their people from their enemies. Azaādeh puts the safety of their people above all else, even going to great lengths to keep them away from harm, including allying themselves with a being hated and feared by all.
They have a rich, dark-skinned complexion, darkened by the unforgiving sun of the desert, and light emerald green eyes that appear to shine under the sunlight. They stand at 6ā tall with a surprisingly muscular physique for someone who is seen doubled over books all day.
Azaādehās hair is dark brown with a few peppered caramel strands and slightly wavy. Male Azaādeh likes to keep it short on the sides but longer on top and brushed back, with the longer strands gathered in a tiny ponytail. Female Azaādeh keeps her hair long, reaching beyond her shoulder blades, with a golden headpiece styled with gold coins and encrusted with tiny emeralds.
They are sure to attract everyoneās attention.
WulfricĀ āThe Beastā
(Male)
One of the Wildmen, considered by many as a bunch of uncivilized and savage people. Some say they are not even humans but beasts who take the form of monsters when angered. Worshipers of the great goddess of fertility, Vaal, and the deity of love, Amorr, the Wildmen are protected by both, and whatever the truth may be, people tend to stay clear of the rainforests up north. Itās up to Death to learn for themselves if the myths are true or just stories told by crazy old hags.
Wulfric, as a Wildman, can take the shape of a large black wolf. While in human form, he maintains all the features expected of a human except for longer and sharper than average canines. He is 7ā5āā tall and has honey-colored skin along with a powerful and intimidating physique. He usually keeps his dark-brown, wavy hair set in a single braid that reaches way past his shoulder blades; several tiny fairy skulls and sharp, curved fangs are secured around the tip. His eyes are light brown with specks of honey.
His appearance is certainly intimidating.
Ćoin "The Mortician"
(Male or Female)
The faithful follower. Maybe the last human in all Hylaria to worship the Abyssal in secret, of course. Ćoin still follows in their family's footsteps by taking care of the Yskari Mortuary. With a shy and reclusive personality, they prefer the silent company of the dead over the noisy living. With deft hands and endless devotion, they make the intricate practice of embalming a form of macabre art.
Long weeks tugged away underground have given them an extremely pale complexion; their skin is covered in rusty freckles that get more accentuated the longer they stay in the sun. Their eyes shine like pebbles washed by the ocean waves but may appear darker depending on their mood. They stand at only 5'2'', and while male Ćoin displays a crown of fluffy, curly, bright red hair that barely reaches his ears, female Ćoin maintains her fiery locks long and wild.
They will believe in you when no one else will.
Kazael Crane "The Necromonger"
(Male or Female)
Kazael became an orphan early in their life and, through a series of misfortunes, spent most of their childhood wandering the streets of Luanya. After a rather traumatic event, they became aware of their true heritage and that death carries great power. As they delved deeper into this new, somber world, not becoming numb to the deaths happening around them seemed impossible.
Kaz's most striking feature is certainly their deathly pale skin, not a rarity in a city where the sun never makes an appearance, but even then no mortal skin can be so devoid of lifeāfor this reason they resemble more a walking corpse than a living being. They have slick, bluish-black hair, like iridescent crow feathers, kept fairly short on the sides and very long on top. Their eyes also seem devoid of color, the shade of monochrome memories, silver-blade.
Is their heart truly as lifeless as their appearance?
Sol "The Sun God / Goddess"
(Male or female)
God/Goddess of the sun, light, music, and civilization. Sol embodies the life essence itself, being the second deity to acquire physical form after the Great Sacrifice. A calm, wise, and passionate divine, but also wrathful towards the evil and cruel. Is up to the MC to decide what kind of relationship they had with Sol in the past; lovers, friends, or nemesesāthe choice is yours. With glowing, sun-kissed skin, a muscular, powerful, towering body, and eyes of liquid gold, they represent the epitome of perfection.
With Sol, everything is possible.
Leon/Leona "The Golden Prince/Princess"
(Male or Female)
The beloved prince or princess of Solarys, the greatest city of Hylaria. As their father's oldest child, they grew up being showered in the most expensive gifts gold could buy, until their brother came along. The tales of their heroics, kindness, and generosity are forever etched into the hearts of the people that they care so much about. But as their father's health deteriorates with each passing hour, they must adapt, against their will, to the role of King/Queen.
Leon/Leona is the mirror image of their mother, with blond hair that brings memories of golden wheat fields, of many-hued stems that dance in the autumn light, and light blue eyes that sparkle with boisterous mirth.
Their bravery and valor are enough to inspire Death themselves.
Amorr "The Deity of Love"
(Gender-fluid)
Amorr is the Furyan deity who embodies love, beauty, and carnal pleasure. Their presence alone evokes compassion in the hearts of mortals and gods alike, although that wasn't enough to spare you of a terrible fate.
As probably the only furyan deity who completely regrets their role in your imprisonment, Amorr will jump at the opportunity of atonement for their past sins. Is up to you to decide their fate.
Amorr is known to change physical appearance on a whim, but they like to remain faithful to certain traits. Their hair is a lovely shade of light pink, usually reaching past their delicate shoulders in soft waves. Out of all the Ten, Amorr is the shortest in height, reaching only 7'3'' when in their divine form and 5'2'' when in human form. They have porcelain skin with a healthy pink undertone and lightly freckled cheeks always tinted with a rosy flush. As a divine, their eyes reflect their essence, taking the color and glint of a rose quartz under the sunlight.
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