Having destroyed Olympus, killed most of its Pantheon, and laid waste to the world he once knew, Kratos, the Ghost of Sparta, made another ultimate sacrifice by sending the power of hope to all that remained with his fatal, redeeming blow. But even with the aperture he left in himself, Death did not seem ready to earn him, as when he dragged himself off the remains of Mount Olympus and plummeted himself into the Ocean, his heart still beat, his lungs filled with ears, his mind set on the hopes of finding an escape from this living nightmare.

But this was only the prelude to something more.

In a possible future, in another realm, a vortex opens within the crimson skies above the city of Hell itself. Coming out of it was a singular being who was chalk white with blades chained to his hands, forever bound to him no matter what he did. He fell fast and looked like he was about to impact somewhere outside the city. By the time he reached the ground, he landed so hard that the whole city felt the ground shake.

Kratos, having fallen flat on his face, recovered fast and rose up from the huge crater he had left behind and gathered himself.

"What...has happened?" he spoke in a low, growling voice. Looking around and taking in his surroundings, Kratos was bewildered for one of the only times in his life.

To say he was somewhere unfamiliar to him would be an understatement, as Kratos now found himself in the outskirts of a grand, yet dark-looking city but under a dark red sky with him seeing what can be best described as two suns, one an orange and looking highly evil looking while another was white with a ring, but the thing that stood out the most was a large pentagram above it all.

"What….. what IS this place?" He growled. "Am I in Hades? No…This can't be...there are no souls in the air….."

He said to himself as right he was currently in an abandoned part of the city and decided to use his blades to launch himself upwards and get onto a rooftop to get a better sense of the area Kratos now pulled himself up to bear witness to the skyline of pentagram city in all of its dark glory with Kratos now seeing a sign nearby that said

"WELCOME TO PENTAGRAM CITY. THE CAPITAL OF HELL. ENJOY YOUR SUFFERING."

The words were illustrated in large and red letters with Kratos himself taking in the words

"Hmmm…It appears that I am in a new realm far from my own...well one thing is for sure…I can't go back the way I came..."

He spoke to himself all alone as he viewed the skyline of hell...and then at the blades chained around his arms. He looked at them with contempt, such fury and hatred towards the weapons. He had hoped that when Ares literally ripped them from his grasp, he was done with them for good. And yet, here they are, still accepting them as his master, and refusing to ever let go.

"...What I will not to do...to get rid of you.." He bit back roaring in rage, tempted to throw the blades as far away from himself as he can. But he somehow that if he tried, they'd just come back. He put that thought aside for now as he began heading towards Pentagram City.

Kratos began to walk through the empty, decrepit streets rather slowly, still talking in the strangeness of this realm. It looked, felt, and even smelled different from the underworld he had been used to 'visiting' from time to time, and the modern-like structures in the far distance were something he had never seen before. He soon realized that not only was he not alone in this realm as well, but that the inhabitants of the city weren't exactly friendly, nor were they brightest.

"Who the fuck is this freak?"

Kratos turned his head to the right, looking over his shoulder to see three of the weirdest creatures he had ever seen. One appeared to be a demon, though short in size and wearing human-like clothing, having a five o'clock shadow and smoking a cigar. The second was a large, fat, grotesque creature with the features of a pig, wearing a dirty shirt and pants that barely fit, let alone cover his ugly gut. The third was a furry cretinous being, who was dark blue in color, also wearing human clothing in pants, a button shirt, and a vest.

Kratos instantly sensed their foolish intentions as they slowly approached him…

"Well….What have we got here…Someone fresh into town."

He said taking in his appearance with Kratos easily towering over them at 8 feet tall while these 3 were in the range of 5 to 6 feet in height

His lackey said out loud "Look at this guy he looks like he should be at a comic convention somewhere, am I right?"

He said with a grin to his two buddies who chuckled.

Kratos said nothing but held his scowl. These three were not worth his time, nor were they worth drawing the blades. He could easily rip them apart with his bare hands if he wanted to as the three surrounded them.

"Those blades look fucking though." The imp remarked. "Maybe he doesn't mind if we borrow them for a moment."

The other cretin then said. "How about it, white boy? Are you gonna let us borrow them sick-looking shredders?"

Once more, Kratos said nothing and decided to walk away, bumping into the Imp in the process…

"Hey! We were talking to you, asshole!"

Kratos closed his eyes and breathed in and then breathed out with a sigh

"I do not know who or what you all are…." He began to say. "Nor do I know where I am…but I will say only this….These blades…are NOT worth fighting over…I am giving you this ONE chance…LEAVE…NOW."

Kratos was using his 8-foot tall and muscular stature to pose an intimidating presence over the 3 demons with a deadly look in his eye. The Imp and the fussy demon were a little more intimidated, but not the nasty pig, who decided to look Kratos straight in the eye.

"Listen good, fucker!" He yelled in the Spartan's face. "You're new here, so let me let you in on how things work around here! Being fresh meat, you gotta answer to us, so you bet-"

The swine didn't get a chance to finish as the sound of slashing cut him off…literally, the other two demons were shocked and frighted by their muscle falling to the ground with a slash up him in the center of his stomach, revealing his bloody intestines and guts. Their attention then turned back to Kratos, who was still as intimidating as ever.

"…LEAVE…NOW…"

"uhhh..." The Imp was like (😨) "You know what… I hear Pentagram Square has some people looking for hires, right Jerry?"

Demon Lackey now known as Jerry, agreed. R"-R-Right! Damn right!"

They said before the two now bolted away in fear wanting to get away from Kratos as far as they could with the spartan huffing at seeing his threat work on them. Now alone, Kratos would walk away from the dead corpse of the pig demon before deciding to take to the rooftops to avoid any more confrontations…not that he doubted his abilities, far from it. He just didn't want to get involved in whatever disputes or schemes were going on in this realm by accidentally killing the wrong person. Now alone Kratos looked over the skyline of Pentagram City pausing and breathing in slowly as he remembered how he got to this point….From his brother Deimos being stolen, to him killing himself….Kratos had seen it all yet somehow ended up in a new realm far from his own but with nothing now….However, whether by chance or some other force a fist of wind would blow and a flyer paper would blow and press against his leg with Kratos looking at it.

Picking up the paper, Kratos could see that it was a type of advertisement for some kind of…Hotel.

"Come to Happy Hotel! Where a chance for redemption awaits! Housing is free!"

While for Kratos the words hotel and heaven were completely lost on him…there was one word in particular that stood out to him…one which he sought after the day he swore vengeance against Ares.

"Redemption?" He said aloud and to himself.

Now realistically, Kratos had no real reason to trust the words of a piece of paper given how…Colorful and almost childish it looked to him…but now…why not? He lost everything he has ever known his brother, his mother, his wife, his daughter, and even his home of Sparta...what more could this…Happy hotel possibly take from him?

"Very well…" He tosses the flier aside as he considers his options. "If this 'Hotel' offers any sort of respite, then perhaps a small comfort will be enough for now."

And with that settled, Kratos now makes his way to the Happy Hotel. But first, he would have to get through the colossus of a crimson city ahead of him. Whatever the place has in store for him, he will face it as he always does. Without mercy. He thought now using his blades to swing and move from rooftop to rooftop him crossing several buildings before he finally got onto the roof of a very tall being and decided to take a look down below.

The sights which lay before he were a rather spectacular as down below were various buildings and strange mechanical devices driven by people like chariots but with no horses with buildings that they went into or out of ….. but what made it peculiar were the inhabitants in the eyes of Kratos

Down below there was a great mix of beings that seemed to range from almost human-looking with different colored eyes, small horns, and pale skin to strange and rather bizarre-looking beings stranger than anything Kratos had ever seen or fought before and many others in between including spirits, men, and women who were part human to a part animal of various degrees and many others that Kratos was actually surprised at some of them

But the most peculiar part was despite all their appearances none of them seemed to be even concerned for one another as many appeared to act like normal people ….. true he did see some engage in acts of violence, sex, ingesting substances unknown to Kratos and look at strange glowing devices in their hands… but overall it felt like Kratos was in a normal city comparable in density to the likes of Sparta, Thebes or Athens…. But given what reactions the previous beings he faced earlier were any indication of it would seem that the legend of the ghost of Sparta was not present here

"WHAT…..IS THIS PLACE?" He said slightly and momentarily taken aback at seeing the denizens of this realm and how many of them there were in all shapes and sizes wearing either nothing, full suits of clothing he was unfamiliar with other strange fashions he never had seen before along with buildings with signs on them for things he did not know called " 666 news", " Bee's Eats", "Mammon loans", " Vox Vision " and many MANY others that created a cacophony of sounds, smells and sights that were outright ALIEN to the Spartan.

Before he could move elsewhere, a door opened behind him, leading to the inside of the building his stood. But some of the strange beings he saw were coming out, Four in total, one of them was holding what appeared to be female and the rest were holding "L" shaped objects in hand

"Alright, sweetheart! Come along nicely! We're just gonna take a nice short walk off of the-"

They stopped when they saw Kratos, looking towards the rest of the city.

"Who the fuck is this freak?!" The head demon screamed, with Kratos merely turning his head with a raised brow before facing the creatures

"I find myself in a realm filled with creatures and other beings I have never seen yet I am the one that is considered and outcast." He thought before identifying that one of them was a woman and was being held hostage while the mobster like demons point their weapons over to Kratos, who is unfazed by their threatening posture.

"Listening, buddy! This is professional business, now you walk out of here like a good little simp, or we pump you full of lead!"

Kratos merely cracks his neck as he decides to get on with it…and sends his blade right into the Head Demon's chest, making him let go of the woman.

"GET OVER HERE!" He roared.

The demon was pulled towards Kratos before the Ghost of Sparta literally tore him in half with his blades!

Elsewhere, in another universe...

"I feel like I'm being emulated somehow by someone I would respect?" said Scorpion.

The other two demons, shaken as they are, still decide it best to aim their weapons and fire, only for their bullets to be blocked by the primordial weapons a Kratos slashed left and right, decapitating both of them.

Now Kratos inhaled then exhaled before opening his eyes at the shaking female demon.

"….Go." He said softly. "You are free now…"

He said with the female demon nodding her head and bolting out of here.

Kratos now cracked his neck as he still had no idea where to find the happy hotel, deciding to leap to another building and pause and take a mental check of what to do, heading back down to the streets and walking along it until reaching a corner. That is until he heard footsteps. Kratos would turn and what he would see would be…One of the STRANGEST looking beings he had ever encountered in his life standing around his height of 8 feet tall but unlike him who was a tower of powerful chorded muscle this would have off a rather feminine air with white and pink being its main colors bearing fur suggesting it was a type of animal with it walking on two legs bearing heels and two pairs of gloves hands with a large bust that Kratos initially mistook for large breasts before he double checked to see that it was actually fur shaped by the creatures suit to look like breasts with the being having 2 main eyes each one different in color but having pink in them with one a normal white while the other was dark like a natural black eye with the being itself not portraying any sense of malice but instead….. Lust

"Well...Hello there, handsome..."