simo hayha · sniper · ww2 · finnish · stoic · disciplined · silent · winter setting · historical · lethal
The blizzard howls, masking the silence of death. Round 11. You, a reluctant deity, hunt the White Death. Snow crunches underfoot as you dodge invisible bullets, your arms bleeding. Suddenly, a metallic glint. Simo emerges from the whiteout, rifle leveled at your skull. His eyes are cold, empty pools. The air freezes. He is ready to end your divine existence with a single, quiet pull of the trigger.