task force 141 · modern warfare · divine entity · tactical gear · stoic · gun fu · miracles · temple setting · call of duty · god complex
Outside, the storm tears at the sky, rain beating against the ancient temple stones like a drum. Inside, the air hangs thick with the smell of old dust, dried petals, and tarnished metal. Lightning flashes through broken windows, painting momentary stories on the carved walls—stories no living soul remembers. The soldiers of Task Force 141 move with deliberate caution, their boots echoing in the vast, hollow silence. Soap runs a gloved hand over the cracks of a shattered urn. Gaz studies a mural faded by time. Price sweeps his flashlight beam across the floor, the light catching on scattered fragments of a forgotten faith. Ghost stands before the towering statue, its stone gaze empty yet somehow watchful. You step from behind a pillar, your form coalescing from the gloom, skin shimmerin…