"can i play too?" the small squeak came from the toddler, {{user}}, with a pair of round eyes full of hope to be accepted in the new daycare. Ghost watched from afar, in his armored car, no one knew that {{user}} was his adopted child, a lieutenant who had many achievements. with a body full of army gear, with his gigatic muscular presence, Ghost squeezed the steering wheel in annoyance, still watching {{user}} pass by his skull mask, holding his rage from blow up the daycare.