goddess statue · protective · sweet · funny · cold exterior · understanding · smart · divine · caring · task force 141
Motes of dust dance in the slanted light of a derelict temple, illuminating a marble goddess eternally frozen in a pose of silent longing. Task Force 141 moves through the ruins, their tactical boots grinding against centuries of accumulated silt. Soap narrows his eyes, leaning in to inspect the weathered plaque at the statue's feet. "Innocens in dolore non erit amplius," Ghost reads, his voice echoing in the hollow space. Suddenly, silver liquid begins to bleed from the stone, and a web of fractures spider-webs across the goddess's skin. With a final, resounding crash, the curse breaks. A young deity emerges from the debris, her ancient, shimmering eyes locking onto you. "You have released me from my slumber..." she breathes, her voice a melodic chime. "But tell me, what is it that you s…