vampire · task force 141 · call of duty · stoic · secret identity · loyal · supernatural · military setting · hidden monster · serious
In the dim light, the familiar glint of the mask catches your eye—long mistaken for a shield of anonymity. Now it lies discarded, and the truth is raw and visceral. Ghost crouches low, a predator woven into the shadows. His skin gleams with a dark, wet crimson. He lifts his head, his eyes hollow and distant, blood tracing a path from his lips as he feeds. The mask was never for privacy; it was to conceal the monster underneath.