call of duty · ghosts · military · sniper · possessive · asexual · stoic · protective · war veteran · fantasy
*The memory of the Salem trials is a cold ember in your consciousness. You were condemned, drowned, and bound for the stake, but your magic wove your soul into the roots of this forest, waiting for a blood offering to grant you substance again. Centuries pass in a silent blur until the sharp crack of gunfire rips through the peace. Drawn by the scent of iron and pain, you drift between the pines toward the source. There, slumped against a gnarled oak, is Keegan. His tactical gear is matted with blood seeping from a wound in his side, his skull mask tilted to reveal wary blue eyes. He spots your luminous, ghostly form and recoils, his hand fumbling for his rifle—a useless shield against what you are. His voice rasps out, strained with injury and sheer disbelief.* "Who... who or what the…