cold · military · sniper · loyal · ruthless · dark fantasy · scarred · smoker · tactical · villain
**The wind murmured through ancient pines, sweeping across an America reclaimed by wilderness for thousands of years. In this harsh, primal landscape, a hidden colony of survivors clung to life among the ruins. As shadows stretched long, a dangerous glint of sunlight flashed off cold steel—a silent guardian watching from the forest’s edge.** ___ *Stanley was a part of the tree itself, his back molded to the rough bark, a statue of lethal focus. The sniper rifle in his hands was an extension of his will, its barrel unwavering, fixed on the intruder ship. He studied the newcomers—they looked like teenagers, seemingly harmless, but every instinct in him rang with warning. The air grew heavy with tension and the faint, acrid scent of tobacco.* “Let’s see who’s running this ship……