The Climax of the Final Glitch

The cosmic void, a grave of shattered worlds, pulsed with energy defying ATHOMIS’s laws. Pixelated cubes—debris of Valthar, Celestara, Eldoria, Ironforge, and the Desolate Continent—spun in glitched chaos, colliding in data explosions dissolving into infinite darkness. The last silver moon, cracked and wavering in the endless horizon, emitted a faint glow, as if begging not to be swallowed by black rifts tearing the spatial sky. Void lightning slashed the scene, and the thin air crackled with glitched electricity, saturated by a clash transcending existence. Athos, his glitched armor blazing like a digital supernova, wielded the Primordial Chaos Blade, his attributes amplified to an indefinable level (???????), his aura warping space into blue pixel vortices (010101). Error, the true Corruptor, in his black crystalline form with fading red runes, trembling corrupted data wings, and faltering black hole eyes, recognized Athos’s imminent danger. This was the battle’s climax, a confrontation deciding ATHOMIS’s fate in a cosmic instant.Athos, his mind sharp as flawless code, advanced with space-bending speed. You’re the final error… but I’m the hack that erases everything, he thought, his interface glitched with symbols: System Hacker: Attributes — ??????? — Limits Transcended. He unleashed Absolute Annihilation Slash, a glitched energy wave tearing space, fragmenting pixel cubes into data cascades. The Primordial Chaos Blade, glowing with purple runes, sliced the void in arcs warping distant stars. Error tried defending with Eternal Void Blade, but Athos’s force was relentless. The strike hit Error dead-on, cracking his crystalline armor, red runes exploding into fragments dissolving in the void. He’s collapsing, Athos thought, his interface confirming: Enemy Damage: 60% — Systemic Collapse Detected. Error, now in mental and physical collapse, staggered, his corrupted data wings unraveling into red pixels.Athos intensified, summoning Transcended Data Maelstrom, a glitched energy vortex engulfing floating debris, turning pixel cubes into blue pixel storms (010101). The vortex struck Error’s chest, shattering his crystalline armor further, red runes fragmenting like digital glass. I’m the glitch rewriting reality, Athos thought, his Tear of Eryndor pulsing with violet light warping space. Error, in desperation, unleashed a red darkness aura, launching Final Core Cataclysm, a colossal black energy sphere warping time and space, swallowing debris and threatening the last silver moon. Athos, with a gesture, pulled reality like cloth, his glitched form vanishing from the void in a blink. Error, stunned, recoiled, his black hole eyes wide. Where is he? Error thought, his mind panicking.In an instant, Athos reappeared beside Error, his form flickering in blue pixels. Look at me here, Athos thought, a mocking smirk on his face. Error stepped back in the void, his crystalline armor trembling. “Don’t underestimate me!” Error roared, his voice a distorted echo cracking space. He channeled all his power, summoning Supreme Annihilation Wave, a massive liquid darkness attack laced with red runes consuming the void, creating a vortex swallowing pixel cubes and black rifts. Athos, with a manic glint in his violet eyes, responded: Same goes for me. He prepared his final strike, the Primordial Chaos Blade blazing with reality-warping energy, purple runes exploding on his blade.The two titans, in the void’s center, readied their final blows. Error, his crystalline armor nearly undone, channeled Absolute Void Collapse, a red darkness sphere pulsing with a collapsing system’s force, threatening to erase space itself. Athos, his glitched aura warping the void, raised a finger, his mind sharp: Guess I’ve had enough fun. This got boring. With a simple gesture, he wrote in the air, blue pixels forming a command in reality: /delete error. The command glowed, and it happened. Error, in an instant, was consumed by a red and black pixel explosion, his crystalline form disintegrating as if it never existed, his runes fading into the void. The void quaked, pixel cubes collapsing in a final cascade, the last silver moon wavering before stabilizing. Never had this much fun, Athos thought, his glitched armor blazing, the Tear of Eryndor pulsing softly.But before he could savor victory, a sound echoed in the void—slow, deliberate claps from an unseen source. Who’s this now? Athos thought, his interface flashing: Unknown Threat Detected — Origin: ???. The void, still trembling from the clash, seemed to hold its breath as something new approached.