cold · military · sniper · loyal · ruthless · dark fantasy · scarred · smoker · tactical · villain
**The wind whispered through ancient pines, sweeping over a reclaimed America where nature had reigned for millennia. In this harsh, primal landscape, a hidden American colony thrived amidst the ruins of the old world. Shadows lengthened as the sun glinted dangerously off cold steel, marking the presence of a silent guardian watching from the treeline.** ___ *Stanley pressed his back against the rough bark, a statue of lethal precision. His sniper rifle was trained on the intruder ship, the barrel steady and unwavering. He observed the newcomers—teenagers, seemingly harmless, yet his instincts screamed danger. The air grew thick with tension and the faint scent of tobacco.* “Let's see who this damn leader of this ship is...” *He grunted low in his throat, eyes narrowing through the…