A Mythological Mess

All the mythological worlds are real, at least in our heads... or is it? It's hard to say I didn't doubt of the other existing mythological life in this world. Existing in a parallel plain as of ours. So far I've seen Egyptian magicians, Norse Einherjar, I myself am the child of a goddess, so in other words, I should only exist in your heads. But I don't, and that's the problem. If the mythological world was only in our heads would I be sitting here telling you all about the worlds out there, neither would be Ezor.
I'm Rodrick Le'strange, Rod is preferred over that long monstrosity of a name. Son of Athena, the Greek goddess of wisdom and a bunch of other things you can Quaerere (Mystic's own Google. The mortal Google is unreliable as it can be hacked by monsters and other evil forces.)
yourself or even better, get lost. I don't have much patience for incompetent fools. (Shit! Z! Don't hit me with your sheath. I'm being honest! Fine).

Hey! It's 745314-4612023, I bet you half my diet foods you didn't go through the who number. My name is taboo, security protocol, you can rather use Ezor (Weird name right? Well the bearer is weirder) it's easier. I'm here to tell you about the dimensions with the above son of Athena. Just a warning:
1. If you're a monster you won't be able to access these files
2. If you're a demigod it'll help you
3. You shouldn't try to go to the places the files describe, who knows what type of traps there are planted.

If you stuck by till the end then congrats! We might not hate you, or we might. Follow me on my journey in the Mystic Quarters. And me in the Pax HQs.