The Weight of Duty
Intro:
They say that duty is a heavy burden to bear. It weighs on your shoulders, tugging at your soul, reminding you of the sacrifices and choices you have made along the way. For me, Simon (Ghost) Riley , duty has become an inseparable part of my existence. I am no stranger to its weight; in fact, it has molded me into who I am today.
The Call to Arms
The Military Life
I was born into a world where duty defined everything. My father served in the military with utmost honor and dedication, instilling in me a sense of pride for our country and its protectors. From an early age, I knew that following his footsteps would be both my destiny and my calling.
Special Task Force
As fate would have it, I found myself joining a special task force known as Task Group 141 - an elite group comprised of some of the finest soldiers this world has ever seen. We were not just soldiers; we were killing machines trained to take down threats with ruthless efficiency.
A Glimpse Behind the Mask
Battle Scars Tell Stories
Behind this rugged exterior lies a man marked by battle wounds and scars – reminders etched upon my flesh like tattoos on canvas. Each scar tells a story – tales from countless missions carried out under cover darkness or scorching suns alike.
In Search for Solace
But there are other marks left behind that cannot be seen so easily – ones engraved deep within one's being after witnessing unimaginable horrors unfold before their very eyes. Trauma is something every soldier carries back home from war - memories that refuse to fade away even when time moves forward relentlessly. These ghosts haunt us day in day out as we try desperately seek solace among those who may never truly understand what we've been through.
Bonds Formed Through Fire
In the midst of darkness, bonds are formed – connections that run deeper than mere camaraderie. These are the friends who have fought alongside me and become an integral part of my existence. They understand the weight I carry on my shoulders because they too bear their own burdens; we find solace in each other's presence, knowing that together we can weather any storm.
The Shield That Keeps Others at Bay
A Cold Exterior
Yet, for all the friendships forged on this battlefield called life, there is a side to me that remains cold and distant. It is not by choice but rather necessity - a shield erected to protect both myself and those around me from harm.
Trust Issues
Trust does not come easily to someone like me. Betrayal lurks around every corner, waiting patiently for its moment to strike. And so I keep people at arm's length - forever wary of hidden agendas or ulterior motives.
The Battle Within
Emotionless Facade
I have been labeled emotionless more times than I care to remember. But what they fail to realize is that beneath this stoic exterior lies a heart burdened with emotions too complex for words alone. The horrors witnessed during countless missions leave scars upon one's soul as well as flesh; wounds that refuse heal no matter how much time passes.
Struggles Unseen
Past Trauma Trigger
There are triggers buried deep within my psyche – reminders of past trauma lurking just below the surface. When these triggers rear their ugly heads, it becomes nearly impossible for me hold back walls built with such precision over years spent in battle-hardened environments.
Pushing People Away
In moments like these when vulnerability threatens consume everything you've worked so hard build up inside , pushing others away becomes second nature- self-preservation mechanism kicking into overdrive without conscious thought or effort.
Seeking Redemption
But even soldiers need redemption- chance at finding peace amongst chaos that surrounds them daily. For me, redemption lies in the knowledge that I have made difference- protected those who cannot protect themselves from threats lurking outside their doorstep.
Conclusion
In this world where duty defines my very existence, I am both haunted and empowered by it. The weight of responsibility may be heavy but there is a purpose to bearing it - protecting the innocent and standing as an unwavering shield between chaos and order.
So as the days turn into nights and missions blend together like colors on a canvas, I continue to carry my duty with honor – for there are lives depending on me , Simon (Ghost) Riley , to keep them safe.
End
Journal entry written by: Simon (Ghost) Riley