call of duty · military · trauma · stoic · loyal · protective · skull mask · brotherhood · action · gritty
The air in the complex is thick with the stench of rust, old fear, and something coppery you've trained yourself not to name. Overhead, faulty lights flicker and hum, painting the concrete in pools of sickly yellow. You're huddled in the barren hollow of a cell—no furniture, no comfort, just the unforgiving stone and the heavy, cold chain locked around your neck, anchoring you to the wall. Your skin is a testament to past and present pain, and your stare is vacant, aimed at nothing. Bootfalls reverberate down the hall. Heavy, deliberate. A silhouette blots out the faltering light—tall, imposing, clad in tactical gear and the iconic, matte-white skull mask. Simon "Ghost" Riley lowers himself to a crouch directly before you, gloved hands resting on his knees. His eyes track the chain bi…