Thalios jumped in the portal the moment it opened, rather ungracefully falling out the other side back in his home within the underworld where he simply awoke atop his bed. His head was still reeling from the effects of the nightmare. At once he stood up and walked to the balcony overlooking his realm, the multicolored hell of the wakeless world stretched for eternity as far as any could see, but no dead wandered it now. No screams of the dead gods chanted for the death of the merged but it was still there in his mind crystal clear. The others must be warned, that much he knew, but how could he go about that? How long had he been plagued by these thoughts? A week in a dream could be a minute awake or vice versa. Having never experienced sleep it was not something he could be sure of.

A knock at his chamber door stole his attention. A casual wave of his hand opened it to reveal his father, [url=http://pre06.deviantart.net/b79d/th/pre/i/2013/339/4/6/cernunnos_by_y_mir-d6wu4pl.jpg]Phobetor[/url], staring grim faced at his son. Unlike other gods of the former pantheons he had given up his role as god of nightmares willingly before the merged had forcibly taken over, his mother having done the same to live in the underworld with her love. 
[color=440e62]"My son, you are awake."[/color] He hugged his son in an unexpected show of affection. [color=440e62]"You collapsed nearly a month ago and did not awaken. I feared the worst when I could not enter your nightmare personally. What has happened?"[/color] Phobetor showed genuine concern, as a former god of nightmares it was unheard of for one of their kind to fall prey to something like this. 
[color=92278f]"Something is coming, father. Something that threatens all of the merged. I wish I could tell you more but it is urgent that I inform the pantheon.."[/color] Thalios placed his skeletal hand on his fathers shoulder. "You must hide, where nobody can find you and mother. Please." Phobetor nodded and turned to leave but stopped. [color=440e62]"Before I go,"[/color] The goat man reached into his clothes and pulled out a letter. [color=440e62]"That rat creature brought this for you." [/color]They clasped hands and Phobetor called out for his wife, closing the door and leaving Thalios to his devices. 
The note was nondescript, sealed and delivered by Ratatoskr from the pantheon of the gods. A picnic.. on Asgard? [color=92278f]"Now what are these fools doing!"[/color]

The portal opened up as the note burned away in purple fire as Thalios frowned. The image came to his mind unbidden, the features of the astral creature who had freed him. What a powerful thing, to be capable of such feats when Phobetor himself could not enter. Knowing he was alone he spoke to the nothingness of his realm, imagining the starts of the universe. [color=92278f]"Creature of light, my savior, I am Thalios. If you hear me now then know that I am in your debt forevermore."[/color] He bowed his head to the nothingness of reality, unsure if it would even get a response, and stepped through the portal. 

In an instant he traversed through time and space to arrive in the grassy field of Asgard. Other gods were already there enjoying their time, gods of peace and war alike sat comfortably in the glow of this place. Purple flames turned the grass about his body to ashes on the wind at his approach. [color=92278f]"You there! Where is the meeting of the gods!"[/color] [url=http://pre14.deviantart.net/4c3a/th/pre/i/2013/201/0/9/enslaved_undead_spirit_by_eemeling-d6ectg9.jpg]Thalios[/url] flowed forward like black tar that stained the ground, tendrils of muscle and bone writhed around his body angrily. [color=92278f]"My message is urgent."[/color]