Kratos's Memento

I write this memento not as the emperor of deimos but rather as a Man filled with regrets.

It all began when the army of apollo invaded our world, they had captured our king and killed my people ruthlessly leaving only the children behind.

From that day on, vengeance is all that i seeked and nothing else mattered for me but vengeance.

To seek that vengeance I had to make some choices, choices that cannot be excused.

It was my people they killed, i sworn to protect them. Pay back from the blood of the apollo people, nothing else mattered to me, every night i would dream about getting the Apollo's king head and make it a symbol to the kingdoms that pose a threat to deimos.

I was made king when I was merely 23 years old, due to my fierce battle skills and also my leadership, my men would walk straight through fire if i asked them to.

I have killed many, people who were deserving and people who were not, i do not seek forgiveness writing this but rather i want to take responsibility for the decisions I have made.

I have seen enough war to know the cost, and from now on i will not fight with vengance but i will fight to seek justice.

I have learnt, forgiveness can be powerful even for the unworthy.

To see a war in my name is nothing short of terror now, Power is corruptable and everlasting.

The people who seek power are those that are the weakest.

I have received numerous offerings throughtout my lifetime like gold, jewelry and even dahlia.

But in one instance i received a black ring, i was very confused as it did not have any monetary worth.

I called upon the person who offered me this and he told me

 "It was the ring that my father had given me before he passed away in that war with apollo people, I do not have anything with me that is of great value to you dear king, i have this ring that to me is greater than anything you can buy and i offer it you"

And from that day i realized 

It is the nature of a thing that matters not its form.

I had formed an army and had a fierce war with with Apollo's, It was a win for us but a win that costed me everything.

I had tasted power and nothing would stop me, for now i am not merely a man but a man that is admired.

I killed anyone and everyone that would speak badly of me, and i do not seek forgivness as i am unworthy.

I kept asking myself If this is fate's doing, does it even matter

Do i even have a choice?

And i came to the conclusion 

Fate is but a mere illusion which is guided by our actions and can be overcome by choosing the correct path.

I sought power not because I was a leader or a strong warrior but because i had fear.

Fear of being alone or abandoned, I understand it may not sound rational but fear seldom is rational.

I feared death but now I have come to the conclusion, death can have me when it earns me.

What i must do now is not excuse my actions but to take responsibility for it and spread hope.

It is what makes us strong, it is what drives us when all is lost, hope must never be lost.