[ WP ] After defeating the gods of Olympus , Kratos challenges the all true God in a battle to the death to see who is the most powerful .

The warrior stood in front of Eden. With the Blade of Olympus in hand he broke through the Pearly Gate and entered this so-called Utopia. In front of him sat an old man, with a long white beard. 
 `` Hello Kratos...'' - the old man said. 
 `` You know my name?'' 
 `` I know the name of all my children.'' - the old man said with a chirpy voice. 
 Kratos smirked. Lifting the Blade high into the air he screamed. A ray of light burst out of the blade and Kratos struck down the old man. 
 `` Is this it?'' - Kratos said, somewhat dissapointed. - `` This is the Great Creator of Everything? I had more trouble beating down Hermes'' - he laughed. 
 `` Now Kratos, making fun of those who you've murdered is n't right.'' - the Old Man's chirpy voice rang in Kratos' ears. 
 Kratos turned seeing the old man holding a long Oak Staff. He quickly drew out Hades' Claws and swung them at the old man. The Claws ripped through the old man's flesh. Kratos pulled, attempting to rip out the Old Man's soul. 
 `` Kratos, Kratos, Kratos.'' - the old man mumbled. - `` You ca n't beat me with such weapons...'' 
 He grabbed the Claws and ripping them out of his body, swung Kratos through the sky. Kratos smashed into a giant tree. He looked up in the tree's magnificent branches. This was no regular tree. The leaves were a sparkling golden colour. and there was a single fruit, in the middle of the tree. Kratos could n't help but reach out and grab the fruit. It was a fruit unlike anything he has ever seen. At first glance it looked like an apple, but upon further inspection one could tell that it's shape is somewhat different. 
 Kratos put the fruit in his mouth. The Old Man showed up in front of Kratos. His old cheery demenour has disappeared. Replaced by an angry and dark mood. He looked down at Kratos. 
 `` YOU DARE TO TOUCH THE FRUIT OF EDEN!! PATHETIC FOOL! YOU DISGUST ME!'' 
 The old man yelled and launched a flurry of punches down at the Olympian Demi-God. Every punch felt like a lightning bolt. Kratos was a stranger to fear. So that is why the feeling he had in his gut was tearing him apart. He drew the Blades of Athena as a last hope. Placing the blades in front of him he tried to deffend himself from The All Father's mighty fists. After a few punches even the mighty blades that bathed in the blood of Olympian Gods broke as if they were a simple glass. Kratos faded into sleep. Lost all hope he was waiting to enter Hades. Maybe now he could finally be with his family. He smiled. 
 After a few seconds of punching God decided that the pagan fool had had enough. He looked down at the Olympian's corpse. The heretical fool even had the audacity to die smiling. 
 `` Pitifull.'' - the Old man said as he returned to his Golden Throne. 
 The Gates opened once again. Kratos re-entered. Confused, he asked the Old Man. 
 `` What's happened. Why am I not in Hades?'' 
 `` You ate my fruit. That fruit is a get-into-heaven-free -card... To be honest I do n't even know why I made it, but I did... So... go ahead. You family is waiting.'' 
 God pointed towards a golden castle. Kratos walked in seeing his wife and daughter. For the first time, in a long time he felt happy. 

