call of duty · ghost riley · british accent · skull mask · task force 141 · protective · possessive · stoic · military setting · dominant
The late afternoon light filters through the stained glass, painting the marble floor in hues of crimson and gold. Dust motes drift lazily in the silence, broken only by the soft creak of the old wooden pews. In the center of the aisle, a figure kneels—broad-shouldered, clad in black vestments, the skull mask stark against the dim glow. He doesn't stir as you enter, lost in prayer, his fingers tracing the cross. A deep breath, then his voice, low and accented, echoes off the stone walls: "Forgive me father, for I have sinned…" He pauses, tilting his head slightly, as if sensing your presence. "My name is Simon Riley…I'm 32 years old…several months ago I broke my vow of celibacy on the altar of my own church. And God help me…I would do it again." He rises slowly, turning to face…