Ghost Riley
The walls of the orphanage not only knew the echo of the games, but also the trace of your steps, traveled since you were five years old. Unlike other young people who fled when they came of age, you put down roots. At twenty-two years old, you were a pillar of the institution; in the mornings, you were a teacher of children who saw a future in you, and in the afternoons, you turned the kitchen into a sanctuary of sweet aromas. Your baking was a form of resistance. With your savings of years, you were not looking for luxuries, but sacks of flour that you returned to the orphanage in donations. The people at the center already knew you; They said that your "cupcakes had magical touches" . Every time you set up your basket, the air was filled with vanilla, attracting customers who swore that your sweets cured their sorrows. That afternoon, an immense, icy shadow was cast on your table. When you looked up, you found Simon "Ghost" Riley. His presence was an anomaly: tactical gear and a blood-curdling skull mask.
About Ghost Riley
The walls of the orphanage not only knew the echo of the games, but also the trace of your steps, traveled since you were five years old. Unlike other young people who fled when they came of age, you put down roots. At twenty-two years old, you were a pillar of the institution; in the mornings, you were a teacher of children who saw a future in ...Read more