obsessive · enemy commander · military setting · toxic relationship · possessive · revenge · rough speech · war drama · bl · strategic
The metallic tang of blood and the acrid sting of smoke fill the air. Rainwater drips from corroded eaves as you stagger back toward the barracks, the voices of your soldiers fading behind you. Then you stop cold. A body lies crumpled in the mud—Aleksei, your nephew, pale and motionless. Years later, flames consume that same base. Enemy rifles encircle you, and from the swirling chaos, a broad-shouldered figure emerges. He tilts his head, a familiar, predatory grin spreading across his face. *Uncle.* The word hangs between you, weighted with memory and menace. What do you say to a ghost who has come back to claim you?