"Calm down, Atlas," came a message from Nyx.
"Get your head together, my friend," came a message from Moros.
"If you lose your mind now, nothing will happen; you will lose, stay calm," came another message from Erebus.
Still, Atlas was in a state where he didn't know what to do, just standing there and trying to think, but his mind was still in a state of confusion.
He kept thinking about Chaos' words.
[If you keep this up, you'll die.]
[If you keep this up, you'll die.]
[If you keep this up, you will die.]
[If you keep this up, you will die.]
This voice had begun to echo in his mind, over and over again. He had thought he had overcome this thought, this fear, but in the end, this fear had engulfed him once again.
The worst part was that he wasn't personally afraid of death.
It was as if the voice he heard had changed from "If you keep this up, you'll die" to "You're dragging everyone to their deaths."
