Chapter 1- Kratos' journey

With the relentless tasks of the gods and the lies that lay in each word spoken to him, the promise to remove the memory of killing his family and the chains casted onto him by Aries was a vow the gods themselves could not keep. Kratos found himself allied with the Titans, the once powerful rulers of the world only to be cast away by the gods. The titans wanted mankind to flourish and grow, as the immortals seeked tribute and worship. The gods had won one battle, but the war was yet to be determined.

Kratos sought the help of the Titans after Zeus killed him in cold blood. Gaia who had watched over the Spartan warrior gave him the means to peruse his revenge, with the help of her fellow titans; Kratos wounded the king of the Gods and killed Athena, who threw herself in the path of Kratos' blade aimed for Zeus.

The sisters of fate who were not going to allow Kratos change his destiny felt his wrath; his destiny lay in his hands now. He spin his own thread of fate, and has changed the world forever.

The battle of the gods and titans changed the earth forever. Kratos stood among the now dead gods as the titan claimed victory. As the titans celebrated, Gaia, mother of the earth noticed how unhappy their champion was. "Ghost of Sparta, you have your victory. What ails you so?" she asked.

"The thought remains in my head, I cannot bring myself to rid of it. And the chains… the chains remain on my arms! I am still bounded to the will of the gods!" he shouted in great anger.

"We will do what we can to assist you Kratos, I promise" Gaia announced. Every titan was summoned to do what he or she could for Kratos. Cronos was able to suppress the memory that plagued the ghost of Sparta of the murder of his family by his own hands. However, the chains could not be broken. Every titan tried, the only one who nearly succeeded was Atlas. However Aries and Zeus forged the metal, his hands alone could not shatter them. However unlike the gods, every titan did try to rid Kratos of his curse.

"This is a hallow victory for the likes of me, I have nothing to live for, I cannot die for I control my thread of destiny… I alone now can enter the chamber of fate…"

"All is not lost Spartan," said Atlas. He shrunk himself to the size of Kratos, and extended three of his arms to him, he placed a trinket of sorts in the hand of the battered warrior. "Go to the Underworld, and see who you wish. Hold their souls in these, and find a host. You will be casted into their bodies and become a family once more"

Kratos stared at the three necklaces. The glass orbs were held in a golden Omega symbol, he knew what he needed to do.

Venturing to the Underworld unopposed, Kratos took the ferry to the land of the dead, awaiting him along the shore where his wife and daughter. He nearly leaped into the water just to greet them yet maintained himself, for he knew his family may not wish to see him for what he had done.

The moment the boat docked, he approached them, cautiously at first, his head hung low, humble and shamed for standing before them. He didn't resist the tears flowing from his eyes; he tried to look his family in the eyes yet found no will to do so. "I am so sorry" was all he could say.

He could almost feel a hand come onto his face gently. His wife reached out to touch him, yet when he tried to embrace her, he felt repelled, soon, neither one could reach to the other. He wanted to so badly hold them, hug them tightly. Yet… couldn't. "The gods still mock me, tormenting me now with this!" Kratos growled.

"We know it wasn't your fault Kratos!" his wife spoke. "Aries had tricked you as he did us. He came to us posing as Athena, saying we could stop you at the temple if we prayed… We were all tricked by the gods"

Kratos nodded to her. "I should have just died in battle than vowing my life to Aries"

"Had you done so, then the barbarians would have killed us, and who knows… what they would have done before taking our lives" his wife held their daughter close to her. Calliope clenched to her close the flute Kratos made for her.

Reaching into his pouch, Kratos withdrew the orbs and pendants. "Atlas has created these, if you allow yourselves to enter… I will find hosts for you and I… we will become a family again!"

His wife smiled to the idea and nodded. She and Calliope vanished into the orbs, making them aglow in his grasp. "Even if it takes until the end of time… I will find us bodies, we will be a family!" he vowed. Placing the necklaces carefully back into the pouch, Kratos returned to the surface world and began to see the perfect hosts. Yet he still needed to accomplish one thing. Kratos was given Mount Olympus as the titans reverted to their elements, always among the mortals yet never seen or heard. Kratos found the fountain of knowledge Zeus treasured so much… he began to drink from it, learning the secrets of the world and how to find the perfect host when the time came…