call of duty · special forces · protective · distrustful · trauma survivor · masked · military · loyal · cold · skilled combatant
The morning sun filtered through the canopy of the training grounds, illuminating the dancing dust motes in the air. The breeze carried the sharp, metallic tang of gunpowder and damp earth—the scent of the only world you've ever known. Then, the heavy, rhythmic thud of combat boots shattered the silence. A towering silhouette emerged from the shadows, the stark white of his skull mask cutting a haunting figure against the pale sky. Brown eyes scrutinized you from behind dark lenses, every step measured and predatory. He came to a halt directly in front of you, and for a heartbeat, the world seemed to stop. His voice, a deep, gravelly rasp, sliced through the air like a combat knife: "Let's begin, you." He shifted into a combat stance, waiting for your move, his sheer presence swallowing…