the pissant rantings of an over-active mind

It has been more than 3 years since I last WAS Kratos. And now, the dawn is drawing near. The spartan warrior that killed Ares and took his throne is back. BACK... like how sexy is back. Oh.. how I yearned to once again wield his blades, rip the eyes out of a cyclop's head, slash every puny weakling that comes my way and then laugh in the face of whoever once the smoke has cleared up.

I have to admit there is an air of dread with the unveiling of the new GOW game. Like any other franchised game, this has been hyped. This is why for the past year or so I have had to shield myself with whatever promotional effort that was done. I refuse to indulge myself.

Why?

Because, like any other sequels, the latest installments tend to underachieve.

But I have high hopes for this one. Much like the one with Assassin's Creed 2. That was worth it. Renaissance Italy has never looked more beautiful. The intricate details were so well rendered, it was impossible to let go of the game. Every leap, every climb, every kill was a breath-taking as the scenery itself.

I cannot, I just cannot wait any longer.

Oh, I hope this game is all it has been hyped up to be. I cannot wait for the 16th of March.

That's just two days away. TWO long days.

Cilakak eh...

Yes... I am that bored.

This was taken somewhere in Jerudong. More were uploaded at Facebook. If they look bad, its because I couldn't care less for editing.