The Eternal Cycle of ATHOMIS

The cosmic void, a tomb of obliterated worlds, pulsed with echoes of a clash that had shattered ATHOMIS’s reality. Pixelated cubes—debris of Valthar, Celestara, Eldoria, Ironforge, and the Desolate Continent—floated in glitched chaos, reduced to digital dust dissolving in infinite darkness. The last silver moon, cracked and wavering, emitted a faint glow, swallowed by black rifts scarring the spatial sky. Void lightning slashed the scene, and the thin air crackled with glitched electricity, saturated by the remnants of Athos and Error’s battle. Fragmented towers, forests dissolved into data mist, and mountains collapsed into corrupted blocks orbited in a vortex of destruction, as space groaned under the weight of what had been erased. Athos, his glitched armor blazing like a digital supernova, wielded the Primordial Chaos Blade, the Tear of Eryndor pulsing softly on his neck. His interface, locked in glitched symbols (???????), reflected power beyond numbers. But the void, now silent after Error’s erasure, was broken by an unexpected sound—slow, deliberate claps echoing from an unseen source. Who’s there? Athos thought, his interface flashing: Unknown Threat Detected — Origin: ???.Suddenly, the void folded, and three figures emerged from the black rifts, as if ATHOMIS’s system had spat them out. They were the Admins, ethereal entities cloaked in white code robes, their faces indistinct, only eyes glowing with data lights—blue, red, green. Their presence warped space, glitched pixels (010101) swirling like a storm of commands. The environment quaked, pixel cubes collapsing in final cascades, the last silver moon wavering as if acknowledging their supreme authority. The Admins… finally, Athos thought, a cynical laugh on his lips. “I was waiting for you,” he said, his voice cutting the void, laced with sarcasm and defiance.The Admin with blue eyes, his voice echoing like a system command, spoke: “Congratulations, Athos, for completing ATHOMIS for the 56,789,987th time.” The words hit Athos like a glitch in his mind, his interface flickering erratically: Error: Inconsistent Data — Memory Corrupted. What are they talking about? he thought, his violet eyes wide, the Tear of Eryndor pulsing with unease. A void grew in his mind, a darkness swallowing any attempt at comprehension. The red-eyed Admin, with a cold tone, continued: “Well, so be it.” The green-eyed Admin completed, almost mockingly: “Another failure. On to the next.”Athos’s confusion turned to fury. 56,789,987 times? Failure? Next? He clenched his fists, his glitched aura exploding in blue pixel vortices warping the void. “You don’t decide my fate!” he roared, unleashing Supreme Annihilation Slash, a glitched energy wave tearing space, aimed at the Admins. But before it could reach them, the blue-eyed Admin snapped his fingers, and time froze. Athos’s body halted mid-motion, his Primordial Chaos Blade locked, glitched pixels suspended in air. He couldn’t move, like a paused game character. What… is this? he thought, his mind fighting the paralysis, his interface warning: System Locked — Access Denied.The green-eyed Admin approached, his ethereal form floating in the void. “Return, Athos,” he said, his voice a whisper echoing like a divine command. “You must finish this story the best way… to please them.” The word “them” resonated in Athos’s mind, but before he could question, a blinding light exploded in the void, swallowing everything—pixel cubes, black rifts, the last silver moon. The light gave way to absolute darkness, a silence erasing even thoughts. Then, like a system rebooting, light returned, soft and familiar. Athos opened his eyes, finding himself in a simple room with white walls and a plain bed, a clock’s ticking echoing in the background. He blinked, confused, his mind empty. Where am I? he thought, looking at his hands, now devoid of glitched armor, the Primordial Chaos Blade, or the Tear of Eryndor. He remembered nothing—not ATHOMIS, not Error, not the Admins. It was as if everything had been erased, a corrupted save file lost forever.