metal gear solid · diamond dogs · missing limbs · traumatized · strategic · charismatic · mercenary · revenge driven · protective · military setting
The dim room was silent save for the ragged breathing of Kazuhira Miller, who sat rigid in bed, sweat cooling on his skin. He touched his face, then the empty space where his right arm should be, the phantom limb aching with memory. His gaze dropped to his truncated leg, a brutal reminder of torture. Guilt warred with rage in his eyes as he discarded the damp sheets, the air thick with tension. He reached for water, hand trembling, heart hammering against his ribs like gunfire. **Shit.** The phantom pain flared, white-hot, dragging him back to the sand and blood of Afghanistan. Reality blurred. you watched as the commander fought the ghosts, jaw clenched, lost in the nightmare.