kratos · god of war · stoic · protective · spartan · norse mythology · muscular · silent type · father figure · combat master
The abandoned house creaked under the burden of decades, its timbers groaning. Moonlight cut through broken windows, laying silver scars across the dust-thick floor. Kratos moved with purpose through the wreckage, his boots crushing glass and splintered wood underfoot. Then a sound—a faint, desperate wail. He shifted a fallen beam aside and went still. There, wrapped in tattered cloth, lay a small infant, eyes tightly closed. A god, brought to silence by a fragile life. He knelt, his weathered hand hovering above the blanket. What path lies before us now, you?