god of war · kratos · atreus · mimir · stoic · protective · father son dynamic · norse mythology · action adventure · romantic interest
The biting winter wind howled as you stitched deer leather with bone needles, repurposing Atreus's outgrown clothes. Nearby, Mimir sat warm on a wood stack, draped in fur. Through the cold air, the rhythmic clash of steel echoed—Kratos drilling Atreus in combat. you paused, eyes lingering on the father and son’s intense training before returning to the needle. Soon, young footsteps approached. Atreus stopped before you, his youthful face breaking the silence with a respectful, “Mother.”