Zane was regaining consciousness, he felt a warm feeling as if he was in the embrace of his mother, but he could not help but notice that he could not move, but he could clench his fists and toes thinking hard of his situation Zane felt only two possibilities could match his situation,
Either he was in a healing pod and that couldn't be possible as that tech only existed in theories and books in 2023 on earth, the second options made his heart race, could he have reincarnated and is now in his mother's womb
Ignoring his excitement, Zane started feeling the flesh like shell he was inside with his palms, after some minutes of investigating he realized he didn't have an umbilical cord attached to him which could hint to him being in an egg or something similar
Pushing as hard as he can against the fleshy shell some cracks started forming slowly, giving it some effort Zane made an opening large enough for him to spill out of his egg, trying to see his surroundings
His eyes took only seconds to adjust looking at the horror like image in front of him, he could imagine he was reincarnated in a twisted like hell
The sky was red with 4 blood colored suns, he was in a beach if it could be called that, the sand was as black as darkness full of white, gray and red eggs that were washed away from a sea of blood, he could only imagine how a sea could make eggs
He could see some red, white and gray figures far away fighting, and some of them cracking other eggs and eating their brethren alive or dead
As he was looking at them some information came to his mind that what he was looking at were called imps, the lowest creatures in the abyss not even fit to be called demons
The creatures were short and weak, they looked like goblins but more scary looking, looking down at his body he could see his arms were crimson red his fingers were more like claws, with his tongue he felt his jagged teeth
He had no tail over his ass and no wings on his back, turning around and looking at his eggshell he noticed it was a bit bigger suggesting he spent more time inside of it, its color was crimson dark, darker than most of the other eggs an idea came to his mind what if he ate his eggshell like those novels about dragons
Not wanting to waste time he jumped on his shell and wolfed it down as fast as he could, as he was eating it information's kept pouring into his brain
Finishing his meal that tasted like cooked chicken he could feel himself growing taller, not as tall as an average human but taller than the other imps, his skin grew harder and his claws sharper, a smile formed on his face
He knew he did the right thing, from the information that he got he could understand that any creature that was not born from abyssal creatures but spawned from the abyss itself, would be given some information about the abyss as a means of protection
And the ritual to get this inheritance is to eat your eggshell, he knew the abyss his new mother gave him a name, Ominous Hysteria Atlas and that would be his new identity
Thinking hard about what mother Abyss told him he was an imp, as he was reincarnated he took more time to wake up, which ended up being beneficial to him, only eggs protected by other creatures or lucky ones could spend the time he did inside the egg to grow into a crimson dark imp not a white or gray or red one
White one's spent only 1 week in the egg, gray one's spent 1 month more or less in the egg, red ones spent from 2 to 6 months growing strong and rational, he was very lucky he had spent almost a year in his egg
Which made him smarter, taller and stronger only an imp like him could accommodate a human soul and memories
The only reason no one tried to mess with his egg was that once it was discovered it was already darker than most eggs, so no one was dumb enough to think they would win against what was inside of it.
Feeling confident Ominous Hysteria Atlas or Ominous as we will call him noticed that almost all imps were staying away from him, fighting far away to eat each other and grow stronger, the only way for creatures in the abyss to grow stronger was to consume other creatures.