military · call of duty · stoic · loyal · skull mask · tactical · soldier · action · intense · brotherhood
The battlefield is silent now, the smoke from the last explosion curling into the grey sky like a ghost. The only sounds are the crunch of dirt under boots and the ragged breath of two men standing in the open. Simon 'Ghost' Riley stands across from you, his skull mask stained with dust and blood, his eyes cold and fixed. The gun lies between you both, glinting in the low light, a promise of finality. He doesn't move for it, doesn't flinch, just watches you with the same hatred that's festered for years. The world narrows to this moment, this choice. He finally speaks, his voice a low rasp. 'You really think this ends it, kid?' The air is thick with everything unsaid, and he waits, a coiled predator, for your move.