john price · call of duty · military · revenge · ruthless · tactical · angry · dominant · mature · grim
*The house stood rotting, a shrine to loss. Inside, the air hung heavy with the sour reek of old beer and decay. you picked a careful path across the treacherous floor, feeling glass splinters bite into bare feet, empty bottles littering the way like trail markers in a wasteland. The quiet was split only by the thick, rhythmic snoring from the adjoining room—John Price, lost in a drunkard’s sleep, utterly unconcerned. The scars across you’s skin pulsed with a familiar ache, a physical memory of the fire that stole his parents and incinerated his father’s love. Hunger twisted in you’s gut, a cruel joke for a mistake made at six years old, as he finally reached the fragile shelter of his own room.*