Yearning, backstabbing, betrayal, chaos—The Atlas Paradox is the latest from the pen of superstar author Olivie Blake! Here’s a question: Who are you backstabbing? Who is stabbing you? Conduct some magical enemy recon with this handy quiz that will determine which character from Blake’s Atlas Series is your arch-rival 🔪🔪🔪
Nicolás Ferrer de Varona
Let’s see—looks like your nemesis is Nico, which means….. lol
Are you prepared to go toe-to-toe with a magician whose very heartbeat vibrations can disrupt the natural flow of earthly tectonics? You better be.
Nico’s a unique nemesis because he’s just so puppy dog nice—or at least that’s what everyone else thinks. You alone go unfooled. No one’s that charming and joyful. Come on. We’re all part of the same world. You sense the steel hidden beneath the happy mask.
Maybe you despise him. Maybe you like him. Maybe you have trouble separating those two things, but regardless you won’t disappoint him. And not just because he smiles every time he sees you—no. You’ll rise above him. You’re going to win. You’ll see how cute those happy eyes look when they’re looking up at you, glinting with the mischief of his next scheme to get even. What else is a nemesis for but to push each other to greater heights?
Sour. Testy. Very, very sad and so wounded. Do you just like kicking people while they’re down?
Just kidding. You and I both know that’s not what’s behind the gravity that pulled you into selecting Tristan Caine as your nemesis.
Behind thorns and curmudgeonliness, Tristan conceals power often overlooked by those around him but recognized by you. He’s quite simply built different, if dressed in a spiny petulence.
Are you annoyed by that? How someone that singularly powerful can be so pathetic? Perhaps your reasons for making the son of Adrian Caine your rival are more petty. Sometimes it’s probably hard to know for sure, which is a testament to Tristan’s other unique power: the ability to play on nerves.
Let’s be honest. She’s your rival, so you’re familiar with her. Reina Mori probably doesn’t think much of you, and even if she did, would she ever admit it? Not to you and not to me. Probably not to herself.
Perhaps the most well-read of her cohort, Reina’s relative isolation from the group is both weakness and strength. You could exploit this facet over your nemesis to easily acquire allies to subtly employ against her. Parisa? There’s definitely something going on with those two. Of course, if allies were that valuable to begin with, maybe Reina would have sought out a working relationship with you. That she evidently hasn’t confirms that she’s not bothered, and you’d do well to consider that before any rival-level engagements.
If knowing is half the battle, you’ve got your work cut out with this one. Your nemesis keeps her cards close and secrets closer.
Oof, you really know how to pick them, huh? Or did Parisa Kamali pick you as her nemesis?
She hears your thoughts. She knows what’s in your head. If she takes a mind to, she can enter yours. Have you danced on the battlefield of sculpted dreams? Is your psyche healthy enough to handle one of the most powerful telepaths earth in all its many years has been cradle to?
So many questions, and do you even have any answers? Be confident that she has them all. If you dare to imagine how you might permanently one-up your rival, be warned, because she is. She’s seen your deepest thoughts and most devious plans and doesn’t look that concerned. Uh oh.
Good luck, friend. I’d say you have my thoughts, except with Parisa as your nemesis, I’m just not that comfortable leaving them with you. You understand <3
That’s how you feel? That’s really how you feel? Huh. Callum Nova. Your nemesis.
Grouchy, undoubtedly Machiavellian—but also just what an ornery maladjusted faux-playboy sad boy. No, the person writing this quiz doesn’t have a crush on Callum Nova. I promise.
Callum knows how you feel. He is how you feel. If it’s him you aim to outmaneuver, your plan best be iron-strong, because your heart betrays you. After all, you don’t want to win against Callum. Not really. You want a drink. You want whisky. You want to sip fine whisky with Callum and sneer about how stupid everyone in the whole world is. How human. You’re human. So’s he.
Callum is your nemesis. You let the alcohol burn your throat and swallow candlelight with your eyes. You recall that he doesn’t know what he looks like. How he is mostly illusion. Nemesis. It was so clear before. Maybe it will be again.
Oh no. Better prepare yourself if Libby Rhodes is your nemesis, because she will blow up on you. With words and fire. She’ll tell you exactly why you’re wrong and be entirely correct, and then if she gets over the nerves that might prevent her from doing so, burn you away in a blast pyroclastic.
A physicist of explosive strength, Libby tackles every challenge with anxious diligence. Whatever deconstruction she has planned for you, bet it will be thorough. Your defense must be equally so. Is such a thing possible? I guess you’ll find out, or be vanquished.
Anyway, yeah—you chose to f*** around and make Libby Rhodes your nemesis. Have fun with that finding out!!!
If I am to divine the identity of your nemesis, vibes are imperative. Please select an epic track to serve as your rival’s theme
Your ally has fallen. Maybe this happens in combat, or perhaps they’ve simply fallen ill. Maybe they’re depressed, or this could be a falling out. Point is, your ally is no longer viable in at least the short run. What’s your outlook?