To Be A God (God of War Story)

XVIII: Fighting Against the Inevitable

"If." - The Spartans to Phillip II of Macedon.

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I don't understand why I feel so, child-like. This hasn't happened before, for as long as I could remember. I was a child when everything went to hell, but I had to grow up immediately. Now, when I'm with my Father, I act as if I never did. I smirked at the thought as I let him go.

"Let us go," Kratos said, as he placed his hand on my head. That feeling of comfort grew into warmth within my heart as Damon and Atreus followed.

"What kind of goddess are you, Adoni?" Atreus asked, as we began making our way back to the bridge.

"I am a noble one, who's also a force not to be reckoned with. I only do what is necessary," I replied.

"Did you make amends with your Father yet?"

Kratos looked back a little at us.

"I did. I forgave him. He wasn't the cause of his deeds. He shouldn't have been the target of my vengence. My father and I are two sides of the same coin. Thanks to your advice, I mended a broken bond that shouldn't have been broken," I answered. "You're an amazing person, Atreus. Thank you for allowing me to witness it. "

He smiled a bit and we walked up to a large horn. "What would happen if we were to blow it?" Atreus asked.

"I'm not sure. We will not be the ones to find out, " he said, turning back. Suddenly, Damon began to growl behind us. "Get ready."

"More of these things?" Atreus said, a bit irritated.

"Reavers ," I said, racing into them."I'll take care of it. Atreus, watch my back. I need the training." I punched one, knocking it's jaw off and kicked the others. I made sure to knock their heads off. I didn't need them coming back afterwards to bother us. I continued punching through them, holding back a bit, since they weren't a challenge. My anger shall not endanger them again.

I shook their remains off my hands and smiled. "Shall we?"

Kratos led and Damon walked beside him, wagging his tail a bit. I watched as Kratos held his hand out and gently allowed Damon to rub his head against him.

"He likes you," I said, smiling a bit.

"Hm," Kratos grunted.

We ventured onto the Vanaheim Tower and after defeating more enemies, I watched as Atreus raced to the left, reading out something about the shrine by the Jotnar, giants, about Jormungandr.

"He covers all the waters in Midgard," Atreus read. "He also speaks a dead language."

I tilted my head. I understood him fine, with the help of my headpiece. How lonely it must be for him.

"I can't understand the rest," he said as we explored the rest of the place, getting to a large door.Behind it was a place full of foot hills."Sure is foggy here." I smiled a bit and I looked around at the obvious fog. I haven't seen any in such a long time.

There was another dwarf there, who as quite the opposite off Brok from afar. Well, he wasn't blue. There was a large clearing with a giant statue, depicting the Allfather. The dwarf immediately went up to us.

"Uh, excuse me. How did you come by that axe?" He asked Kratos.

"That is my concern alone," he responded a little coldly.

The dwarf timidly stepped in front of Kratos. A very, stupid idea.

"And while I must dispute that, I know that blade," the dwarf explained. "It was one of ours, but we didnt make it for you. " He laughed awkwardly.