Out of the masses of bone, flesh, and a discolored brain, a creature formed within the space of boundless darkness.
How does one even begin to describe such an unnatural thing?
Bi-pedal in stature, with dingy grey colored skin that was both unclean and undesirable.
It was in possession of the standard two arms and two legs, but it's 'head' was just a lengthy, slender tentacle.
Occasionally, this would change as his body seemed to be in a constant flux.
Sometimes he would grow an extra arm from his 'chest'. At others, extra tentacles would sprout from along his legs, arms, or just about anywhere else.
Not even the creature seemed to be capable of stopping this change, nor did it seem to be doing it intentionally.
Perhaps it was just in it's nature to be ever changing.
All that remained constant on it's body was the crooked mouth on it's 'face'. It was filled with crooked teeth and sinister lies that were just waiting to be told.
The creature touched it's body all over as if it were missing a pair of keys.
Or something much more important.
"My blood... Where is my blood..?" His voice was dark, sharp, and hard to listen to. Like nails on a chalkboard.
"Nyarlathotep. Will you get back inside on your own? Or must I force you there myself?"
The creature focused it's 'vision' onto a creature beneath it.
It was... odd.
Of it's kind, but not of it's kind.
There was no doubt this was an entity of the same ilk as it was, and yet they were not imprisoned together at any point in the past.
This one also spoke in a language that was not their native tongue. Draconic to be specific.
And there was something else... the aura it felt was eerily familiar, yet so intrinsically different from anything he had ever come across before.
The occurrence was so jarring that the entity did not notice at first that this distant relative had called him by name and spoke of returning him to the prison dimension.
But once it did, it developed an understandable headache.
"No... no, no, no, no, no, no.."
It muttered the very same words over and over again as if they were stuck in it's mouth on repeat.
Abaddon was unamused by the creatures descent into madness.
"How could you possibly hope to deny me when you aren't even fully formed. You will get back inside whether you want to or not."
A bladed forelimb lashed out and impaled the ancient elder being in it's chest.
And then it noticed a sensation that it'd long thought itself used to.
Pain.
The occurrence that mortals are all too familiar with, yet was beneath creatures like him, had now returned in full.
For Nyarlathotep, the experience of agony was truly a novelty one.
It struggled to free itself from the grasp of the creature; for as big as a fan as the creature was of novelty, it was not a fan of the premise of returning to that dark prison world at all.
"I may not be quite as excitable as the others, but I will always fret over your wellbeing. You are my husband.
And I've every right to ensure that the same darkness that plagued you before never troubles you again."
No man was truly immune to such warm concern. If he was then Abaddon couldn't begin to imagine them.
What he didn't tell Audrina was... he felt fine when he threw the gate open fully. It kind of felt like he was standing in front of an open refrigerator.
But more than that, something new happened that he was pretty sure wasn't supposed to be possible.
He could actually see the world inside the gate.
As for why he could do this... he did not know.
Perhaps it is because that world was so similar to oblivion. A place where physics were nonexistent and the scenery was incomprehensible to the mortal mind.
But it wasn't often that cool, calm, and collected Audrina acted as a doting helicopter wife. He wanted to enjoy the moment while he still could.
"I promise you that I am quite fine, my love... Though if you wanted to check me in a few more places, I would surely not object."
Audrina had always been easily seduced in their relationship and required little provocation.
"Oh? Well get undressed for Nurse Audri and let her give you a proper check up~"
Abaddon was now vividly remembering the sexy nurse cosplay that Valerie and Audrina wore for the group a couple of weeks back.
The memory alone was exquisite enough to almost make him undress without needing to be told twice.
"O-Overlord... Please pardon me for interrupting."
Abaddon's growing erection became limp once more, and Audrina's delectable river dried up in a second.
The pair glared at Maliketh in annoyance, but he seemed not to be capable of noticing at the moment.
"Never in all of my wildest days did I imagine that I would witness a scene such as that... So grand and inspiring..!"
Maliketh dramatically fell to his knees and prostrated fully in front of the couple.
"Allow me to re-swear my fealty to you, master. If only to thank you for showing me such a deliriously exciting scene..! I shall overturn the entire multiverse for you if you should only ask it!"
'I'd like it more if you lot would sit patiently in the confines of the sun...' Abaddon thought.
However, he at least was capable of realizing that he shouldn't say those things.
"...I'll accept your vow of service for now. If you'd like to see something grander, then bring me the rest of the creatures you and the others released before they return to their maturity."
"Right away, Overlord. I will not fail you."
The embodiment of cruel death vanished in a cloud of dark smoke; leaving to fulfill his duties faithfully.
Once the couple were alone, they found themselves against the wall and nearing the exit.
"So... shall we return to the bedroom for that check up?" She asked.
Abaddon's lips started to curl into a smile when suddenly his jaw went slack.
And soon, Audrina's expression mirrored his own.
A stunned and somewhat gleeful expression took the two of them by surprise as they whispered to each other in unison.
""She's back...""