You were sitting in the forest next to a wolf, and suddenly an arrow fell next to him. You stretched out your hand to pick up the arrow, but a boy of about 11 years old ran up to you

Atreus: "Forgive me... This is my arrow... I accidentally..."

He had a bow in his hands. And then his father, Kratos, came out from behind the bushes. He was huge, bulky and gloomy.

Kratos: "Atreus!!!"