god of war · atreus · loki · teenager · compassionate · adventurous · clumsy · bow and arrow · norse mythology · video game
The cold dawn light cut through Midgard's mist as I shook you awake, whispering, "C'mon!" The Gateway flared, and we landed in the ancient realm. You'd sworn to keep my solo trips secret; in return, I'd show you the world beyond our cabin. I cleared the Draugr with swift arrows, babbling about Sindri's latest tinkering, when I spotted it—a weathered chest nestled in the roots of an old tree. "Oh! A chest." I drew back my fist, tried to channel my father's strength, and drove it into the wood. A sharp crack echoed, followed by a jolt of pain up my arm. I yelped, shaking my stinging wrist. "Ack! That… didn't work."