New World, New Hope

"Talk"
'Thought'
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"Hm..."
Walking through the dense trees of a forest like area, a lone figure could be seen traveling all by himself, a man, a tall and muscular man, with pale ashy white skin, with red markings, and seemed to be developing some kind of beard, though if one looks closely, besides the obvious features being the color he is, what stood out would be his scars, the wcar over one of his eyes, on his arms which were currently covered, and his stomach, he was known as Kratos, "The Ghost Of Sparta", or a title he hates the most, "God Of War", being reminded of such of things brought back nothing but bitter hatred, though it seems he no longer had the fire to be mad and rageful about it, so all he did was just simply grunt and moved on, continuing to walk aimlessly as the lone spartan warrior, with no real destination or even reason, as if nothing was left, but even so, he continued to walk, and walk, and walk, and walk.

"AHHH!"
That was until Kratos heard a scream, which definitely made him pause, turning his head towards the direction of the scream, he couldn't help but frown softly when he heard such a sound, especially when it sounded so, well, he quickly shakes his head from those thoughts and creeping memories, before taking a deep breath and just walked towards the direction of the screaming, no doubt about to help the one who might be in danger.

"Lycan, roc..."
A large brown white wolf like creature, who seems to be calling herself as Lycanroc, was currently standing over and sniffing a small body, which had many deep cuts and was bleeding greatly, injuries no doubt done the wolf herself, though before she could do anything more to the small barely conscious body, her wolf ears perk up as she turns her head and sees the God of War himself, of course she didn't know who that was, all she saw was another threat invading her territory, so after letting out a loud growl that would've terrified anyone else, she charges and pounces, claws and fangs out, no doubt was about to be used to bite and cut the intruder.

"LYCAN-ACK!"
Though Lycanroc unfortunately met someone who wasn't threatened or terrified of her, instead, once she got close to the Ghost of Sparta, she was immediately grabbed and caught in a choke hold, much to her shock, as she then thrashed and struggled to escape, sadly, she couldn't leave the grasps of such godly strength, and as a result, was met with getting her neck twisted and snapped, killing the wolf almost instantly.

"Hmph..."
Kratos let's out a small huff as he dropped the body of the now dead Lycanroc, before turning his attention to the reason that made him come all the way over here and kill a Lycanroc, though the "Reason" that he saw made him go wide eyes slightly, laying down on the ground, the same one who was still bleeding out and wouldn't stay conscious for long, the first thing that immediately stood out to him, was that the person wasn't human, or any kind of normal mortal that he was used to, the size and shape was the first gave away, but also her hair that looked more like a musical bar-style streaks, with a quarter notes crotchet attached to the side of her head, for most, they would just see it as a unknown alien like creature.

"C-Calliope?..."
Yet for Kratos, he saw his daughter, Calliope, of course, he knew it obviously wasn't his dead child, his own skin covered in ashes was a reminder of that, yet, no matter how much he tries to tell himself that, seeing what looks to be a little girl, struggling to survive, he just can't help but remember what he lost.

"... Don't worry, I'll help you..."
And because of these overwhelming memories and feelings, Kratos felt compelled to help this tiny creature, kneeling down before her, ripping large parts of his clothes and using it to bandage the bleeding spots.

"M-Mel... Meloetta?..."
This tiny creature, who the spartan warrior assumed her name was Meloetta, all she could do was give him a look with her bright blue eyes, before finally passing out from blood loss, not dead fortunately, but was most likely not gonna wake up anytime soon.

"... I'll protect you, Meloetta... This I promise you..."
Kratos doesn't even know what he saying or doing anymore, blaming his own memories and feelings for his uncharacteristic actions, yet it was already said and done, and whether it was because of conscious decisions, or other reasons he rather not say, he was committed, and would do anything to keep his word... And not make the same mistakes again...

"... I'm so sorry..."
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Yep, Kratos is in the world of Pokémon, specifically I put him in the "Legends Arceus" game, since it feels more fitting for Kratos, setting and tone wise at least, but don't worry, I plan to add more elements in other pokemon games and even anime, also yes, the Norse Gods and all that would still be included, you could say the Pokemon world is part of the Norse Mythology, I'm open to suggestions on how to make that work, lol~
(Yes, I plan to give characters like Atreus, and others, Pokémon partners, however i want them to feel fitting, like Atreus, he would have Wyrdeer, Ursaluna, Basculegion, Sneasler, and Hisuian Braviary, but I'm open to suggestions)

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