As jarring as that possibility was, it was worth considering. Working proactively had, after all, saw him put an end to the soothsaying jotun giants before their prophetic visions could weave a displeasing tale. By rights, the same logic should thus apply to the one known as Kratos, too. A ghostly thorn in the side of the aesir gods.
“I must admit, your advice is sound. Though the matter of carrying it out may prove…problematic.” It wasn’t as though there was much that could be researched on Kratos, at least not this far north. The passage of time, as well as his reputation for killing the majority of individuals who had earned his acrimony had the additional effect of seeing his name and legacy omitted from scrolls, tableaus and various other forms of media used by the ancient mortals to record their pitiful take on the life and times of the gods.
“He is not someone who is bespoken for. What gods knew of him fell at his hands, and there are no more humans left alive that can speak of the time he spent as a man living amongst mortals. So you can see the type of…quandary that I find myself at odds with.”
“There are far more ways to find out about a person than asking questions,” he said bluntly. “The gods may be dead, but he isn’t – is he?” Oh, Ky was starting to get at something, but he wasn’t about to voice his thoughts on the matter. No, he’d let that come out in time, and while his plan may be sound? He wasn’t going to voice it to Thor.
Getting involved with Gods ( especially one’s like the one before him ) spelled bad news. Even more so since Ky had strict orders to not get involved with them. If his family knew about this little chat? Well, he’d be dragged back ‘home’ quicker than he could say ‘sorry’ ( more or less ).
“All men, even Gods such as yourself can die – It’s all a matter of apply the right pressure.” A pause. “From what i know of the Ghost of Sparta, he’s defied fate several times over, and doesn’t take kindly to threats against himself or his twisted sense of family.”
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