Playing God of War III, I feel like I could walk outside and punch a building. I feel like I could please any woman, travel any distance, hurdle any obstacle. Stepping into the sandals of Kratos, the ex-God of War and revenge seeking psychopath of this trilogy, is placing oneself into the role of possibly the greatest action hero in entertainment history. I can think of no being in comics or movies or games that this man would not willingly go head to head with. Even if it seemed completely implausible with no chance of victory, he would find something lying on the ground to throw or find a weakpoint in some weird place or just plain headbutt his adversary to death. He’s a complete menace and 90% deserving of everything that has happened to him, but it’s impossible for me not to like the man/god. He makes this game what it is: a roaring adventure through the bowels of Greek mythology and one of the finest final acts of a trilogy we’ve yet seen.

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