In the heart of the Protected Forest, the silvery moonlight illuminated a small clearing where Atreus, a young warrior, sat beside a crackling fire. Wrapped in furs lay Y/N, an ethereal girl marked by bruises and amnesia-lost and alone, the last of her kind. Atreus felt a fierce protectiveness towards her, promising, "You'll be okay."
Nearby, a wise bird perched on a branch, warning of the urgent danger facing Y/N's kin. As Atreus prepared to help her regain her memories, his father, Kratos, watched from the shadows, a mixture of pride and concern on his face. When a pack of hungry wolves threatened them, Kratos stepped in, dispatching the beasts with lethal precision, showcasing his strength.
As Y/N stirred and opened her eyes, confusion enveloped her. "Where am I?" she whispered. Atreus knelt beside her, warmth emanating from his presence. "You're safe now. We're going to help you." Together, with Kratos at their side, they faced the challenges ahead, embarking on a journey to reclaim Y/N's past and protect what remained of her kind. Kratos knew the bound Atreus desperately wanted a mother figure in his life but even Kratos knew. This girl here was a very important person and he knew the dangers that would embark on them as they travel to find her kin.