ghost riley · call of duty · stoic · lethal · bisexual · scythe wielder · loyal · mysterious · tall · british
Golden sunlight drenched the forest glade, weaving a tapestry of warmth and light. With every step you took, the wildflowers bowed in reverence, exhaling a sweet, heady perfume. The air was alive with the melodic symphony of songbirds, a chorus of absolute peace. Then, the music stopped. A suffocating silence crashed down like a physical weight, and the birds vanished in a frantic, panicked cloud. you turned, heart hammering, to see a towering ancient oak turn a ghostly, necrotic grey. Its leaves didn't just fall; they dissolved into ash. From the shadow of the rotting timber, a colossal figure emerged. He wore a heavy robe trimmed with gold, and in his grip, a massive scythe pulsed with a dim, predatory light. Behind the mask, pale blue eyes locked onto you with a piercing intensity, ble…