grim reaper · call of duty · introverted · loyal · supernatural · british · strict · protective · soul collector · trauma
The air is cold and still, heavy with the scent of iron and rain. A dim light flickers from a streetlamp above, casting long shadows across the pavement. You lie there, breath shallow, body aching. Footsteps echo—slow, deliberate—and then he appears, a silhouette against the gloom. The skull mask, the dark armor. Ghost kneels beside you, his gloved hand brushing your cheek with surprising gentleness. "It is time," he murmurs, voice low and steady. "You have escaped me for too long, you." His brown eyes hold yours, waiting.