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I awoke in a place full of silence, feeling warm.

With a tired groan, I blinked hard to get rid of the lingering fog of the nightmare I had lived through as I sat up with difficulty, stretching. I was in the room of my house in hell, its open window revealing a cloudy day. Almost night, I guessed. My mind went immediately to the question that mattered, where was my father. But there was no sign of him.

How did I get back here? I asked myself, and what had changed?

With a heavy sigh I got up from bed and grabbed some clothes from my closet, noting I had to check later that what had changed, and how it helped him, for the moment, at least, I didn't feel any different, not at all. Then again, this could all be a trick of that monster, trying to torture me some more….

Shaking my head off that dangerous train of thought, I made my way down to the kitchen inside my house, where I would normally find Honey cooking me some hellish breakfast, yes that was a pun, and just like I had said, as soon as I reached the kitchen there she was, nose buried in a cooking book that said, cooking for super duper ultra dummies, where did she get that, I wondered

With a silent chuckle, I walked to the dining table, the floor creaking underneath me, announcing my presence to Honey and anyone in the a five mile radius, fucking wood I swear, at this Honey looked up from her book ears perking and her tail swishing from side to side.

"Adam!" Honey smiled, launching herself into a super hug. "You're finally awake, I thought you were goner, many thought that, I was so scared, but I kept my ground and told everyone you were okay, that we were okay…"

I took a moment to absorb what she said, and asked. "Finally? That sounds like I was gone for a while," I chuckled, "I wasn't was I?"

"Little over a month," Honey muttered, "I felt it you know… whatever that thing was… I felt how it entered your room… and shattered something within you, I wanted to help you, but I was so scared, I... " By this point she was crying, "But you survived, so… I guess luck was in your side…"

Luck had nothing to do with it. The monster wanted something from me, and in someway I had yet to discover, he helped the process by doing God knows what/

I sighed, pushing the possible theories of what my father wanted or die to the side, for now, first.. I had to tackle the problem at hand, like the fact I was asleep for an entire month.

"So, feeling better?" Honey asked, her eyes begging me to say yes.

"I am," I answered, not sure if that was a lie or the truth, I had no idea how I felt right now to be honest.

"Good," Honey sighed, "So… now what?"

"Now we get out of here," I answered, "I have no longer have any business in hell," I don't know why, but I had lost my interest in Hell.

"Where?" Honey asked without hesitation.

"Asgard," I replied, forcing my other fragments to come, and be one, once again, the merge was… different to what I expected, it was almost suffocating at first, I felt as my body and essence adapted to something new, ah… so that's what he changed within me, smart actually, for a brief moment as my two fragments finalized the merging, I saw my heart, black as the blackest night, trying to eat something… a white light within the heart, tiny but shining, but what actually caught my attention was that if I focused on the darkness around my soul, the image of a floating monster that was ever changing while eating away the cosmos could be seen. The creator of the Outer Pantheon, Azathoth, The Deep Dark, The Cold One, The Blind Idiot God, and the responsible for the birth of every Lovecraftian nightmare.

The images or visions would change everytime I focused on the darkness once again, showing each time a different Outer God doing whatever it was they do, until it stopped in Nyarlathotep, "Hello, son," he spoke through the vision, and somehow, his terrifying form, didn't terrify me any more, it was disgusting sure, but not terrifying, "I see you have woken up, congratulations," he clapped his tentacles making a weird ass wet sound, "Now, before you go… and this vision changes, welcome to the family," and with that the visions stopped, and I realized something… if everything in the Outer Pantheon was the dream of Azathoth, would waking him up kill his entire pantheon, if so… would it kill me? If it didn't it would be an easy way to deal with those monsters, at the very least with Nyarlathotep.

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[Odin POV]

The massive surge of power I felt, Adam had woken up… and with the recall of his godly fragments, his power went through the roof, well… the power he could control, as of now… his power was if I had to take a rough guess, below Zeus, but above Poseidon and Hades, all because his father started to awaken the void inside of Adam, which would slowly but surely turn him into an outer god, a completely different breed of Gods, who in it's majority are nothing but evil beings, this metamorphosis would slowly eat the Adam we knew away, if we didn't do something. Right now, if we wanted to stop the end of all time, we had to make sure Adam remained Adam.

For this Hestia was the key, she was his only friend, the one that would keep him… grounded to reality, avoiding the dark fate where he would rise to be the one known as the Outer God of The Void, The Mute King, "Well…. Let's see now who wins, your father… or you Adam,"