When Atlas realised that the nerve that had been pushing his body to the limit had disappeared, leaving only stress and fear, he gently raised his head and, with tears in his eyes, looked carefully at Chaos and asked the question that would surprise even Chaos himself:
"So what am I supposed to do?"
Upon hearing Atlas's question, Chaos straightened himself up from where he had been leaning and then looked up again at the sky filled with galaxies and stars, and around him.
For nearly a minute and a half, Chaos said nothing. Not a single word came out of his mouth. Even the Creator himself seemed to have no answer for a moment.
Immediately afterwards, it was as if a star had flashed in Chaos's mind. The ancient being, the creator of all, the ancestor of the Chaos-Born, the father of Nyx and Erebus, and the sole ruler of the cosmos, looked at Atlas and, upon seeing him looking back, spoke the words Atlas would hear just before he suddenly awoke:
