Becoming the Warrior.

and if anyone speculating that I think Kratos is the Norse God, that not what I meant. It’s doesn’t happen yet. By this story, he has to find and kill him or he will be killed. You kill that Thor-looking motherfucker, he will become the Norse God. You just don’t pluck the son of the Norse God out of HIS rule. Once Kratos killed his father Zeus, and you took HIS son, He’s coming after YOU, HIS WIFE, and Atreus BIRTHMOTHER. The Olympian and Norse God sorta had a peace treaty until Zeus was killed by his son. Then within a few years later, the mother didn’t want him anymore and left him, taking Atreus with her. She got tired of his corrupted ways of power, for most of Atreus life. the Norse God was not having that- either you STAY here OR DIE. She took the risk of doing that. The person that knew his mother close, sensed her trouble like before. Kratos took part of fighting him and his guards off, The wife had the chance to go past every guard and retrieve the boy, and the mother was at the time arguing and fighting with the Norse God. Kratos and the wife stepped in on time, Kratos fought both the Norse God and his faculty staff, while the wife hid them somewhere in the hidden place for a short time, Because they was not going to stop killing anyone who got in the way of him and his son. The Norse God hates Kratos and is every jealous of him, because Atreus admires the Spartan Warrior greatly. Oh and not to mention, you copied the style and the power similar to his hammer? He IS PISSED. The BIRTHMOTHER handed custody over to the sudden NEW MOTHER (with Kratos being a father for the second time) with those last 3 – 5 minutes, the deal was done. The wife immediately had to escape with the boy- Kratos has to make it just in time to catch up with his wife and the boy so he can fight off anyone in the way, their escape can succeed. the BIRTHMOTHER had to fake her death so the Norse God won’t come looking for her. She is able to be free at the moment and prepare. The Norse God finds her alive at the same time at the beginning of this chapter. at the beginning of this chapter, before Kratos and Atreus walked into that camping ground fighting those undead Vikings. The birthmother was watching them at certain times whenever she could, but not much from being detected. While the Kratos and the wife transported Atreus between locations to protect him. Kratos prevented the boy from fighting, from the beginning of his guardianship until a few months ago. Atreus was involved in a incident that caused the scar on his face, Kratos then had a episode (still recovering) that followed. Atreus great admiration caused him. I can’t answer for the wife. She’s no goddess, she did what she can to put that man back on his feet. His son represents Calliope. But don’t take my theories with a grain of salt. It’s only for those who really know.


Chapter #1/Page 4: Angel of Sparta

She looked away again, worried also, then took a deep breath.

“Well my little one, it has just begun. By time you have lived here, you will become the demon yourself. You will deny it, but in order to defeat the enemy, you must become like the enemy.”

“So I won’t be able to see my mom and dad? Or Daimien and Rasheed?” tears welled up in her eyes, her voice breaking.

“Your father allowed me to keep you for every three months, you go back for only two weeks. Once your time here is nearly over, you will have more time with mother and father. As for your brothers, while being Olympus, you will spend time with them, or they will visit you here.”

She opens the door… The room lights up, from the fireplace burning…

Persephone turns to her, “This is all yours. Your mother told me well. You will never have to worry about a cold night. Any concerns, let me know. My husband is basically is a living hellhole. It’s hopeless asking him.”

She steps in. The flames burning mid-level, on the left side of the bed is a table with blank lined journals; ranged smallest to largest, even taller than herself. Pencils and feathered pens. Sewing suppiles and books…

“This is nearly like me and my sisters room! I love it!” Movtos was excited.

“Really?” Persephone raised an eyebrow.

“I know what you are thinking… I barely had the candles burning except for the inscents.”

“Well enjoy… I will be back soon.” as she starter towards the door…

Chapter #1/Page 3: Angel of Sparta

“Ah… Such a pretty little girl. Your eyes are like the color of almonds, shine like golden brown, underneath the sun.”

“You are very beautiful too. Your husband is blessed to have you,” she smiles at her.

Persephone eyes looked away, expressed a slight scowl towards him, then her eyes rolled- sighs deeply,

“No my little one… I was cursed to have him.”

“Is he that horrid looking one?” She pointed her finger at him.

Her slight laughter from under her breath- then stopped… folded her arms.

“Yes. You guessed sooner…”

On their way to the Underworld, Hades walks ahead of them, Movtos remains hooded, as Persephone… Walking through the dark cave, she looks around… After arriving in the Underworld, they continued with their previous conversation…

“So little Movtos, how did you figure it out?” She asked the girl.

“I had a dream,” she looked in wonder, her eyes glittered in the light of the fire, “… that a man was on fire…”

Relieved, she responded, “I see that you are not phased about being here.”

“Even this was in my dream… I still do get scared.” as the little girl worried.

Chapter #1/Page 2: Angel of Sparta

Persephone smiles at the little girl…

“Don’t worry child, I do not bite.” Athena looks concerned…

“Watched yourself Persephone. You were that little girl.”

Persephone quickly rose from her seat, “You think you are so high and mighty?” She shouted

“Calm down you too…” Hades voice sounded calm, but the tone of his voice described how annoyed he was at the moment.

They turned away from each other, quite disgusted.

“Persephone, take her with you. Make sure she’s taken care of,” Zeus instructed her.

Movtos is worried, clinging to Daimien’s cloak…

“Don’t worry my beautiful little sister. Everything’s going to be alright.” He smiled at her.

“Just remember to keep your eyes open and let us know anything that concerns you,” Rasheed said in a bold way, observing them…

She looks to them, and nodded…

Rasheed guided her to the waiting Persephone, who stepped down to greet her, kneels down.

Chapter #1/Page 1: Angel of Sparta

My name is the color of Lavender. I was born in Persia, the fourth child in my family. We moved to the thriving city of Sparta, where the opportunities started. Both of my parents were blessed to be in the high society of many powerful Gods and Goddesses, I met with many- yet trained by few of them. Along with four sisters and three brothers, I lived in protection in a known palace, guarded. In the tending to flowers, became a seamstress as I got older. One day, when I was six, a change was about to come. My father expected me to become a warrior and my two oldest brothers trained me. We were sent to Olympus, I did not know it would be my last time with my parents back home. Persephone willingly took me under her wing, herself was a flower maiden in her days, now viewed herself as a powerful Goddesses of the Underworld.

Thirty-five years ago…

Two brothers are escorting their young sister along the halls of Olympus… Approaching Zeus and the other gods, they stopped.

With the wave of his hand, he took a deep breath- “Hold it there… Daimien, Rasheed, your father told me great stories from you… and little Movtos… You make your fellow country and father proud. You possess the powers of a Oracle. You will be given the best education, training to become powerful Spartan warriors. Under the special instruction of your father and great-grandfather, you are exempt from being placed in the Spartan Army. You do understand that this is not like your beloved Persian Army.”

They all replied, “Yes sir…”

“Little Movtos… You will be with Persephone mainly and Athena.”

God of War journal entry #1 7/24/17 – 7/27/17

*(Thank you so much for understanding. I been through many things in life, that’s why I haven’t been typing in so long. Now, with very eager observants- I decided to release it. Much will not be told because it relates to the upcoming God of War. I did edited her name out. That will be revealed in the future. I will post more entries if you like, I appreciate your feedback).


I didn’t want to allow them to have that love making scene earlier. Do you know why? (Second wife) did have sexual relations with other men and not yet Kratos, whom were involved with sensually. That was my original thought. The conflict has got me so confused. So I decided to write about their first time together in bed, for over the last two weeks. It will happen before that tragic moment, with her being eighteen at the time. I am currently writing it. I lost my pen and need to find it.


I found the pen in my bookbag. As soon my little one goes to sleep, I can write.




Feeling paralyzed and unable to move out of the bed, he felt helpless, looking up to the ceiling- out of breath.




She knew who he was before being entitled the Ghost of Sparta. That is why she is not thrown off by his white ash covered skin, she always loved him despite his past with women, which she hates.



God of War, [From the beginning…]

I am not much of a writer, my words are in my head. It is the code I live by ever since my coming of age. It is what I taught the soldiers, the warriors- bound to secrecy. To fight, stand tall in battle when facing death. Every word released from me without permission speaks of betrayal. Born somewhere on this land, I was raised by a single mother of two sons in Sparta. No father of ours were ever there. I didn’t care of his name or where he was. Back then, I did care. Other children asked me of the whereabouts, I did not know, I was the subject of humiliation every moment…


Kratos: Mother?


Callisto: Yes Kratos?


Kratos: Where’s my father?


Callisto: … Well… I do not know of that my son.


Kratos: Do you know my father’s name?


Callisto: My dear son…What is going on with all of the questions? Is something wrong?


Kratos: Yes mother… I was playing with other children and it went well like I could play all day. Then, they asked me of him. I didn’t know what to say, they made fun of me…


Tears starts to fall from his face… His mother grabbed him close, hugging him…


Callisto: Do not cry my son… It is okay… In life we cannot understand why it has happened. He left for an unknown reason and it could not be stopped. All that matters is a mother who loves her sons and will do anything within her heart to take care of them, with loving hands and emotionally.


From that day, I never asked her about it again, though it ran through my mind.


I have always loved my mother. It showed differently in my way. The anger that stored inside me of my absent father caused me to even blame my mother. Did she have her own faults to make him run off for no reason? Is he incapable emotionally or physically? What is his name? Where was he now? I know what I have of my mother, what did I inherited from him? Still I loved her. An extraordinary woman that makes ends meet. One day when a special someone comes into my life, I would want her to be like Callisto… Finding love again was so hard, to understand. She spent a short time with one man, I and Deimos never spent an actual relationship with him. Over the next generation and a decade of my life- these last two will impact my life, of a good and bad influence…

10 things you may not know or have known about Kratos

We all known this character many years in the making. We know most things, but there is a lot more than you were unaware of. Let me reveal in my own way…


  1. Kratos was currently 48 years old at the time by God of War III’s end.


  1. He is approximately 270 or 290 pounds. This is quite an argument regarding this, but okay! At least we can agree on 297… So that means by God of War IV, he is now 305 pounds, gaining 15 by the looks of it- or 312 pounds.


  1. He loves to taunt certain people (like the ones he don’t like, he hates), including scaring the living shit out of them, that also goes for loved ones and people that he interacts with. This still carries with him from childhood to adulthood.


  1. Demonstrates great determination and perseverance. From birth, many obstacles were thrown at him for a reason. It’s how he dealt with it, taking him to another level. It is in his spirit. He shows sadness, anger, disappointment in these course of actions, but somehow by encouragement of others or his own words and actions, he rises above it.


  1. This is another amazing fact that Kratos has multiple heterochromia (that’s when one or two of the iris changes colors). His original eyes are colored brown from birth. This may never be agreed. But observing them throughout all of the games I’ve watched- and I did over and over again for the past six years. These colors are:


  • Almond brown
  • Reddish-brown
  • Orange
  • Sunset Orange
  • Tangerine Orange
  • Golden Yellow
  • Greenish-Yellow
  • Dark forest Green
  • Grey
  • Dark Grey
  • Grey Black
  • Blackish-Grey

I know! It’s crazy! If you don’t believe me, watch it yourselves! By sunlight, they appear to be lighter in color. His eyes are darker by each color from his strong personality.

  1. Being a former General of his army, he moved up a few positions to being a God. So that being known, he held the title of Supreme commander, which being the current King of Sparta.


  1. He is known to solve puzzles, mathematical, and word problems by observation. An eager reader to learn everything by reading. But having a passion for writing- without actually doing it. What the hell is up with that?


  1. He suffered from post-traumatic stress disorder, depression, anxiety, causing him to have episodes. A lot of them.


  1. Kratos is not ever heard or seen at all being a blacksmith, but how I may know? Clues throughout the series holds many secrets and the interactions with people he has known. If he can carve out some damn toys and a flute, which he is a professional craftsman, also an artist, he can put that into creation. I have a feeling he made that axe by his own hand.


  1. Besides his negative emotions displayed in the series, there he barely shows his warm-heartiness. Often misunderstood. To his daughter, former wife, anybody he ever cares for. He struggles to find that human part about himself. It was not a big problem. The ways of the country, in his life made it that way.

Goddess of the Hunt

Artemis was a popular and widely-worshiped deity across the Hellenic world. Besides hunting, she ruled over forests and wild beasts, archery and disease. She was also a protector of young and unmarried women.

When the Titan Leto found safe haven on Delos to give birth, Artemis was born first. The young goddess immediately assisted her mother with the birth of her twin Apollo, and from then on she assumed the role of Goddess of Childbirth.


Artemis from God of War wiki

I remember that confrontation almost four years ago.

Just hear me out…


I remember that confrontation almost four years ago. The two was drifting apart and had nothing to do with each other. I was just a young child, did not have a say of how I felt. The first several years of my life, I was in the hold of my father’s legacy, never to go so far without the permission to do so. But as my mother was given that chance, it was just me and her. We did say goodbye, just not enough time. The angel took me into her arms while the Ghost of Sparta fought them off. I did not know if she was killed that day or finally found some hope of freedom. As I was brought into my new home, it was dark as night, lit with the candles to brighten to front. Then I became son of parents on the path to redemption. My mother is the most wonderful and strong, I could see her capability into her eyes, but not to be fooled with. My father is not to ever cross, when angered- the fire is set… but, a caring and loving person. I have already known what he was done, I been knowing it for six years. I still admire him for the greatest works, fought battles then as a brave man. That great admiration will cause the greatest consequence. Back to the first few days, I was instructed not to participate in battles at all. I followed all rules, did chores- the most was left to my parents. At times, I was sent to my mother’s family home to protect me from the ongoing war. He took this action because he knew I wasn’t ready yet. My father is yet very harsh, demanding and I do not understand sometimes… He told me many stories throughout his whole life without holding back. If I asked for anything, he’ll give me his honest answer or it depends. People said things that he has done- he has things you don’t agree with but being a father is one of his greatest possessions in life.