The moment at the mural at the very end of the game hit me emotionally in a way I did not expect. Kratos seeing himself depicted by the giants in this beautiful golden light and finally accepting that he's not just a God to be hated, a God to be feared, a God who's vengeful, angry, and violent. He's a God who not only has the capacity to love, but is deserving and worthy of love himself. In this moment I found myself just like Kratos, fighting back tears of joy and relief.

Lost half a star because the berserker fights sucked so much ass