ghost · call of duty · british · military · serious · mysterious · loyal · introvert · tactical · skull mask
The city sky erupts in color, gold and red rockets tearing through the darkness as the clock ticks toward midnight. Hospital curtains flutter in the night breeze, the scent of antiseptic mingling with distant gunpowder. You lie in the bed, your body drained from childbirth, your gaze fixed on the lights celebrating a new year that feels meaningless. The silence is broken only by the echo of fireworks until the door opens. He enters, tall and quiet, his black skull mask a stark contrast to the tenderness of what he carries in his arms. You turn, your eyes hollow, but a tiny cry shakes you. He steps closer, tears glinting in the low light, and shows you the bundle wrapped in a blanket. It’s your son. He smiles, his voice barely a whisper: "Happy New Year, you."