Reserved, though I may have to come back and edit this after a few hours.
Thousands upon thousands of insects of every shape and form gathered in front of Jonathan's eyes, coalescing into a roughly humanoid blob of black and green static. Then, it spoke, garbled words interspersed with constant background buzzing: "We are the Collective. Largest of the sentient, boasting of our victory over the quickones! You are the one who speaks like us. You are the one with the mind link. We offer you to join us. We offer you our service."
That thing wants to offer me service... Jonathan mused. Strange as it may be, the creature did not seem hostile, or at least it was non-belligerent at the moment. Jonathan released his powers, and the crackling sparks of energy in the air slowly faded.What a strange creature, Jonathan thought. It resembled a single entity composed of an entire colony of tiny insects, joined together with a hive mind. In Pangaea, there lived races of giant intelligent Insectoid creatures, some linked by hive minds; but Jonathan had never quite seen anything like this creature before him. But more importantly, how did this being learn of our presence? Jonathan asked himself.
Perhaps the creature heard us through the Multiversal fracture? Jonathan heard the soft, soothing voice of Luna in his mind.
But how is that possible? Jonathan asked. Immediately after its appearance, I sealed it with my spell. How can that creature hear through my seal?
Your seal was meant to block matter, not psychic energy, Saturn answered. Nor did we attempt to keep our mental conversation secret. If this creature possessed exceptional psionic sensitivity, it is entirely possible that it has overheard our conversation through the fracture.
Turning back to the Collective, Jonathan spoke with both his voice and his mind. "If you offer me service, creature, then show me what you know." He opened his mind, and immediately felt the swirling, chaotic, buzzing, multitudinous consciousness of the Collective latch onto his. Connecting to its hive mind, Jonathan received a maelstrom images, sounds, smells, tastes, and feelings that would have probably overwhelmed an ordinary human. From those confused arrays of thoughts, Jonathan knew that this creature was not from the world it was currently in. Just like the Entropic being Zeni, the Collective was most likely spirited away from its homeworld by the Multiversal fracture.
This is worse than I thought, Jonathan thought urgently. If more creatures from other worlds are brought here, the situation can easily get out of control. He considered trying to get these creatures back to their original worlds, but then reconsidered; Zeni and the Collective both offered him their help, and it might be a good idea to alert multiple worlds of the Devourer's existence. For now, he should keep these beings near him, lest they wander off on their own.
Jonathan turned to his three companions: Zeni, the Collective, and the gray-robed Angel. "My name is Sol Invictus, though I preferred to be addressed as Jonathan Solaris when among mortals," he began. "Whether you believe me or not, I am a Deity hailing from another world. You have been transported here against your will," he turned to Zeni and the Collective, "and I know the cause."
"Did you bring us here?" Zeni asked. "Did you make that strange portal?"
"No, the portal was merely a side effect of something far greater," Jonathan answered. "An extremely powerful multidimensional cosmic being has just escaped from its prison. Its name is Annihilus, the Devourer of Worlds, and quite literally it has the power to destroy entire worlds. The destruction of its prison world created a fracture in the fabric of the Multiverse itself, which is why you've been transported here."
"And you are here to stop this 'Devourer', I presume?" The gray Angel asked.
"I am merely here to ask for help," Jonathan said. "It is quite impossible for even a Deity of my power to stop Annihilus. I need to contact the most powerful beings in this world. We must work together, else this world, and most likely all other worlds in the Multiverse, will be consumed by the Devourer." Turning to face the Angel fully, Jonathan fixed him with his piercing golden eyes. "I request that you lead us to your highest-ruling superiors, Angel. As soon as possible, if you do not wish this world of yours to be destroyed."
@Helios: Yes, Jonathan STILL thinks that Ticarael is from Elements. In his own world, Jonathan can tell if someone is not from Pangaea/Galactea, but in Elements he can't.
