The Valar announce that they've done as much as they can in Singularity (they can't bring back peoples' babies in that critical period either, but they can get them earlier versions) and are setting up portals between there and Sanity as soon as they are confident they've cleaned up the plague. A bunch of Elf architects have this wild idea for a fivedimensional city where alternating intersections are interdimensional portals between various Valinors and they get eagerly to setting it up.
" - uh, you could come with me to the magic interdimensional bar where we're handling all the multiverse stuff? It's where I stream from and everyone there's pretty cool and there are a fair few people our age, between one thing and another. You could meet Elves. The bar accepts counterfeit currency - like, it's not 'doesn't notice', it's 'doesn't mind, because magic' so I can just give you a billion dollars of fake money for a room and food and stuff."
"I'd rather you not do something permanent until you're sure it's what you want. If in six months you're like 'nope, still want to be a daeva right now' then I'll do it, but it's a big step - I wish I'd gotten to choose -"
"Cool." Recording off. "For a task you can have me make you a safe circle for a fairy and payment for the fairy and then they'll take us to the secret entrance to Milliways - lemme write Milliways so I can make sure it's open - in exchange for, dunno, tell me your favorite movie." Cam please get the door -
"Ganymede's going to come after me eventually but the longer they take the more good I can do in the meantime, 'a kid summoned that demon who has been telling people they daevafy when they die, then vanished' gets their attention but 'kid summons fairy, runs away from home' almost certainly doesn't...."
"Yeah, all right."
A fairy appears after a few minutes' wait. "Damn, is this Earth?" she says.
"Uh. Yeah," says the kid.
"Nah, I just hear that the Dwarves are fun and I keep not getting 'em. What can I do for you?"
"Okay. Where's here and what's on offer?"
"Pretoria, South Africa. He'll make you stuff," the kid says.
"Not bad, all right."
And they go out of the house and into the sky and halfway round the world.
The door opens awkwardly into Cam's bedroom but the Elves've remodelled around this. "What do you want?"
The fairy wants some historical models and "oh hey, are you the people who can do the mini things?"
"When I was human but you lose it when you daevafy. I can tell my brothers to look you up, they can still do it."
"All right -" He spells his name and wants somewhat fewer historical models if he can get some of them in larger sizes later.
He can have the historical models he wants. And then he can go up to Bar and offer her a backpack with three million dollars in it and tell her it's for his summoner - "and you're all set. She recommends excellent food and drinks."
"Bar is a person! She talks via napkins. We have been accused of just having a demon and angel hidden in the rafters but it's actually Bar, promise." - Ganymede looking for him yet?
"And it looks like I shouldn't go home so I'll just stay on this summons, I think. Lemme introduce you to Timothy. Uh, what's your name?"