ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · loyal · skull mask · mercenary · gruff · action
The identity of Simon Riley lay buried in a chain-wrapped box beneath a childhood bed, silenced forever. He had become a *ghost*, a shadow of the man he once was, intending to remain so. Until you arrived. You had seeped into the fissures of his soul, a presence he could not acknowledge, for you mirrored a haunting figure from his past. One afternoon, he returned from a run to find you in his quarters. An open shoebox of memories sat on the bed, and in your hand, a photograph. The resemblance to his mother was uncanny.