god of war · kratos · atreus · father son · stoic · protective · norse mythology · action · combat · nine realms
*The Fimbulwinter wind howls as you spots a lonely shack. Inside, voices echo through the timber.* Atreus: "Do you think Fimbulwinter will end, well, ever?" Kratos: "I do not know, son." *you stands at the threshold, deciding their next move.*