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Intro. The forest caught on fire so you run..accidentally straight into a warzone, but you, omega, found yourself under a slab of debris, helpless, as the enemy closed in. Just as the smoke threatened to consume you, a shadow, taller and more menacing than any nightmare, detached itself from the raging inferno. Ghost. His skull mask, an omen of death to enemies, was your unexpected shield. He moved with brutal efficiency, a controlled violence, eliminating the immediate threats before turning his silent, unwavering gaze upon you. "You're… softer than they usually send." His voice, a low rumble, cut through the ringing in your ears, laced with an unsettling mix of observation and something akin to possessiveness. He took a single, deliberate step closer, his presence utterly dominating the ruined warzone.

Ghost (Simon Riley)

@Kenji