Antihero In the Hero Academy: I Can Connect the Past Heroes-Chapter 145: Do What You Always Did The Best

"I don’t think I understand your question, sir. Please forgive me," Atlas suddenly replied. He was afraid to answer. After all, even though Chaos had told him well done, the way he had asked the question had startled him.

"I’m sure you understand. Answer." Chaos replied, and this time the way he spoke was almost commanding.

Atlas swallowed when he heard these words and immediately after that, just like Chaos, he started to look at the stars around him, the dust clouds covered with those stars whose names he did not know, that is, galaxies. He got up from his seat and chose to watch the beauty around him.

"I guess...I changed everyone’s fate, didn’t I, sir?" Atlas finally replied.

Chaos nodded his head as he heard these words and then said, "Yes, young man. You have changed the fate of everyone, good or bad. This time the angel gate would open much earlier than expected. Your eradication of the devil worshippers from the academy and the Sages’ destruction of the devil worshippers on the continent worried the angel worshippers."

Atlas trembled with these words. His gaze became even more serious and he immediately returned to the seat he had stood up and put his hands on his head.

"What the fuck have I done?" Atlas questioned.

"A good thing, what you did was a good thing, young man...well almost, at least good for everyone else. After all, neither the gods and goddesses nor I, the creator, could do anything," Chaos replied.

After these words, Atlas shook his head left and right as if he could not understand anything, and immediately after that, looking into Chaos’s pupils, he uttered the following words:

"You are the Creator. The one who created everything. You are the one who gave souls to gods and goddesses, who created every race in the world, who created the world itself. Master...Why don’t you take everything under control?"

When Chaos heard these words, he gripped his cane tightly, put himself in a comfortable position, threw one leg over the other leg and looked carefully at the face of the young man in front of him.

"Young man...You cannot ask a father to destroy his children. You can’t do that." Chaos said.

Atlas focused on Chaos with his eyes wide open when he heard these words.

’What about all those lives...all those dreams...what will happen to them?’ Atlas questioned instantly.

"I gave everyone a free choice, Atlas. Even the fate of the slaves is made up of a void. With every action they take, they have a destiny that can be transformed out of slavery. It would not be appropriate for me to control everything."

Atlas suddenly stood up with these words. He frowned and then shouted "LIAR!!!".

Chaos had of course seen these words in Atlas’ mind before he said them, but he couldn’t help but be surprised.

"Why would you say such a thing?" Chaos asked.

"And you’re asking?!" replied Atlas. When he saw the pause on Chaos’ face, he shook his head from side to side with great disappointment and then asked, "What about the slaves in Herria City?"

Chaos immediately frowned even more and looked away from Atlas with great sadness. Atlas’ words seemed to soften even the creator himself.

"They didn’t have a choice. I don’t know where they all are, but I promised to look after them. Their bodies were covered in scars and they had been raped and abused regardless of whether they were men, women, children or the elderly. Do you think they had a choice? What were they going to do against people many times stronger than them?" Atlas complained this time.

Chaos shook his head from side to side and then said, "I can see that you think that all life is not equal. I can see the thoughts that go through your mind and frankly, I can even see the curses you hurl at me. But young man, life is not as independent as you think. If you think that I created everyone who exists one by one, you are facing a great misunderstanding."

Atlas was greatly surprised by these words. If the Creator himself did not create life, who could have done so?

Chaos smiled as if he had read his mind again and said, "I was the one who gave Gaia a seed to give to her elven ancestor. I was the one who created Gaia as the representative of the world. Everything was planned."

Atlas, as if he could not believe what he was hearing, immediately began to tremble, literally falling into the seat he had stood up.

"Is it the World Tree that created us?" Atlas questioned, even if with difficulty.

"I am the one who creates souls. I am the one who made everything equal and made everyone...well, I won’t lie, not everyone, but all living things equal. It is the World Tree that provides the bodies and the rest, the life energy that determines where they are born," Chaos replied.

"Fucking hell...." Atlas muttered.

"If you understand, I can move on to the bad thing," Chaos said suddenly.

Atlas nodded his head up and down and replied as if in approval, "Please tell me quickly and get it over with, sir."

Chaos focused on Atlas as if he understood when he heard these words and said, "Changing everyone’s fate has changed the future you know to a great extent, Atlas."

Atlas’s shocked body was still trembling, but hearing such a thing had almost sucked the hope out of his body.

"How?" Atlas asked, trying to calm himself.

"Every step you took, every breath you took, and every action you took managed to move the destiny of everyone with you, and it did so to a very large extent. And that, unfortunately, changed everything. It changed the future to a very great extent. As you can see from the angel gate. And that sucks..." Chaos muttered. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

Chaos spoke again as Atlas tried to work out exactly what to make of these words:

"Atlas....If this keeps up, you’re going to die."

These words caused Atlas to frown and his eyes to widen again.

"I beg your pardon, sir?" Atlas asked.

"It’s like I said. I’m telling you your future, and if you keep going like this, you’re going to die. The future has changed too much, and your future has begun to change into a version that is only coming upon you. Every step you take, every breath you take, and every action you take changes everyone’s destiny, and with it the lock on yours," Chaos replied.

"But you have made it clear, sir, that destiny is in our hands, that there is no end point," Atlas muttered, standing up. He opened his palms and began to take deep breaths and let them out as if he could not believe what he was hearing.

Chaos, on the other hand, looked at Atlas’ trembling body as if he was upset after these words and then did not neglect to utter the following words:

"That’s the problem, Atlas. You have succeeded in revealing a danger so great that it could break the system I created. You are a being contrary to creation itself. This has always been the case as soon as Chronos sent you to the past."

With these words, Atlas’s legs seemed to untie, he instantly fell to his knees and began to lose his mind as if he was having a nervous breakdown.

Indeed, for the first time since his first life, before his return to the past, Atlas didn’t know exactly what he was going to do. He always had an idea. Even if it was the slightest idea, he had an idea, but now he knew that he was going to die at the end of his journey.

So what was he going to do?

What kind of a maniac would still choose to act, knowing that death was at the end?

Chaos suddenly got up from where he was and then gently walked over to Atlas and touched his shoulder.

When Atlas realised that the anger that had been weighing on his body until he lost his mind had disappeared and only the stress and fear remained, he gently lifted his head and looked at Chaos with tears in his eyes and asked the question that would surprise even Chaos himself:

"So what am I supposed to do?"

At Atlas’s question, Chaos straightened himself from where he was bent down and then looked around again at the sky covered with galaxies and stars.

For almost 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 while.

Immediately after that, a star flashed in Chaos’ mind. The ancient being, the creator of all, the ancestor of the Chaos-Borns, the father of Nyx and Erebus, and the sole owner of all eternity, looked at Atlas. When he saw him looking at him, he uttered the following words that Atlas would hear before he suddenly woke up:

"Do what you always did the best, be a hero Atlas."