Essence of the Unlimited Potential IN GOD OF WAR 2018

Kratos watched Eirik train, the raw power of his son a tangible force in the clearing. The World-Shaker, a formidable weapon in the hands of an eight-year-old, moved with surprising speed and brutal efficiency. Each swing connected with the reinforced training dummies, sending shockwaves through the ground, a localized tremor that spoke of the weapon's inherent might. The earthquake power resided within the bisento-axe itself, a volatile energy that answered Eirik's will, shaking the very foundations of the forest with each impact.

A grim recognition settled in Kratos's gaze. He saw in Eirik not a mirror of his early, uncontrolled rage, but a reflection of the strength he had wielded after facing the Sisters of Fate – a power honed by immense suffering and a hard-won understanding of consequence. Eirik's current level of strength, even at such a young age, was comparable to that formidable period in Kratos's life, a potential that both impressed and worried the former Ghost of Sparta. He knew the weight of such power, the burden it could become if not properly tempered.

Turning from his silent observation of Atreus practicing his bow with focused determination, Kratos approached Eirik. The boy lowered the World-Shaker, its massive axe blade still humming with residual energy, his gaze meeting his father's with eager anticipation.

"Eirik," Kratos's voice was a low rumble. "Your strength… it is significant. But power uncontrolled is a danger to yourself and those around you." He deliberately avoided any mention of divine lineage, the secrets of his past remaining locked behind his guarded expression.

Eirik nodded, the playful spark in his eyes replaced by a serious understanding. He could feel the immense power within him, especially when wielding the World-Shaker, and he sensed his father's concern.

"We will intensify your training," Kratos declared, his gaze unwavering. "You must learn to master this power, to wield it with precision and purpose."

The training sessions became even more demanding. Kratos pushed Eirik relentlessly, drawing upon the brutal efficiency he had learned over his long and violent life. The axe-throwing drills now involved targets placed at impossible distances, requiring not just strength, but an intricate understanding of trajectory and force. The hand-to-hand combat became more brutal, Kratos's attacks swift and unforgiving, forcing Eirik to rely on instinct and the raw speed afforded by his Essence.

Kratos specifically focused on Eirik's control when using the World-Shaker. He would set up intricate arrangements of fragile objects, demanding that Eirik strike with the bisento-axe, unleashing its earthquake power, without shattering anything but the designated target. This required an incredible level of focus, a minute control over the weapon's volatile energy.

"The earth must answer your command, boy," Kratos would growl, his voice echoing through the trees as the ground bucked and swayed around Eirik. "You do not command chaos; you direct force."

Eirik met the challenge with unwavering determination. He saw the concern in his father's eyes, a worry that mirrored his growing awareness of his potential. He channeled his playful energy into mastering the demanding drills, viewing each task as a test of his growing abilities. He learned to fine-tune the World-Shaker's seismic power, creating localized tremors that targeted specific areas without causing widespread destruction. He even started to consciously integrate Freya's teachings about the flow of energy, visualizing the power of the earth responding to his will as he wielded the bisento-axe.

Atreus, though sometimes intimidated by the sheer force on display during his brother's training, watched with a growing respect. He saw the intensity in Eirik's focus, the unwavering determination to meet their father's challenging demands. He also witnessed the rare, almost imperceptible nods of approval from Kratos, small gestures that spoke volumes of his father's acknowledgment of Eirik's rapid progress.

The bond between Kratos and Eirik forged in the crucible of intense training, deepened in silent understanding. Kratos saw in his son a raw potential that mirrored his turbulent past, a path he was determined to guide toward control and purpose. Eirik, in turn, saw not just a demanding father, but a mentor driven by a desire to prepare him for whatever dangers lay ahead, a man silently imparting the hard-won lessons of his own extraordinary life, without ever revealing the full, godlike scope of that experience. The echoes of a power that had once shaken Olympus resonated in the forest clearing, now being carefully guided and tempered within the heart of a young godling.