Kratos walking through an enchanted forest... that is so wrong on so many levels. But at least he can keep his mind off of that by merciless killing, right?
This is the chapter that will explain why this is M rated. Has blood and ripping limbs off.
Disclaimer: I do not own Kratos or the Grublins in this chapter.
As Kratos exited the corridor, he was engulfed in a strong breeze from behind him. Looking farther ahead, he saw a river and an exit from what seemed like a mountain.
"Is this Olympus?" Kratos asked himself. "No…Olympus never had catacombs beneath it…as far as I know."
He spread out Icarus' Wings and caught the breeze, gliding out of the mountain. He narrowly missed a stalagmite, but other than that he came out just fine. When he exited the mountains, he saw that it was not Mount Olympus. In fact, he didn't even know where he was.
It was nighttime, and Kratos saw that there were two moons in the sky. He looked down and saw a large forest beneath him. The breeze pulling him down, Kratos landed on the right side of the woods, where there was a path.
As Kratos walked along, he couldn't help but feel like something was watching him. He occasionally saw a pair of yellow eyes follow him, but it quickly disappeared into the trees when he tried to look at it. He came across the river again and jumped across. Only when he stepped into this area did something exciting happened.
Five things that looked like oversized flies came popping out of the ground. Kratos pulled out his Blades of Exile and charged at them. One fly-thing came flying at him…and got impaled by one of his blades.
The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step…on their necks.*
The other flies were in a bit of a shock, but it didn't last long. Kratos charged at them and decapitated them all in one stroke, sending blood and a bit of brains everywhere. One missed his blades, but he grabbed it, threw it to the ground, and smashed its head with his foot.
Get the fly swatter.
Kratos put away his blades, but as soon as he did, a tall, skinny enemy popped up and attacked him. Kratos grabbed its arms and ripped them off. Then he twisted the things head 180 degrees and ripped it off its body. The body of all those things disappeared.
Orc number onu.
Kratos stopped a moment to catch his breath. He had been here already 10 minutes and all ready some monsters wanted to kill him. But never had he heard of monsters like those before.
"Where the hell am I?" asked Kratos. The only noise was the sound of the nearby river. Deciding to move along, he walked across a fallen log and over to an area with a rock face. On this rock face was some vines, which he began to climb. When he reached the top of the rock, he saw some smoke out in the far distance.
I'm not alone here, thought Kratos. I'll follow the stream up here. It seems to go in the direction of the smoke.
So Kratos walked along the side of the river, blades in his hands in case anything else tried to attack him.
*When you see underlined words, it means an achievement or a description of a new weapon or ability.
The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step…on their necks.: You have killed your first enemy.
Get the fly swatter: You have killed your first Grublin. Hey, baby steps, people.
Orc number onu: You have killed your first Orc. There are still plenty more to come.
Now, if you're wondering about why Kratos still has some of his equipment, it's because in my story, he didn't lose those items. It's all part of the plan for the story line.
In the next chapter Kratos gains his first magic. Guess where he's heading to…