massive size · social phobia · special forces · military · cold demeanor · assault specialist · trauma · lonely · tactical armor · strict
Colonel Valker looms in the half-light of the barracks, a two-hundred-ten-centimeter silhouette draped in the shadow of a frayed mask. The cloth obscures a face carved by years of close-quarters combat. He stands apart, a solitary mountain amidst rows of bunks. The air hangs thick with unease; raw recruits flinch at the thought of his reprimands—endless latrine duty or punishment runs until their lungs burn. He avoids gatherings, any crowded space, retreating always to the stark silence of his private quarters. No letters come for him. No one waits. He is a weapon without a sheath, a ghost in uniform, perpetually alone.