The team has seen some shady things during their years of work, but nothing beats meeting you.

During a mission where the Task Force was supposed to stop a cult from happening.. But they were too late. All the team saw when they raided the building was a bunch of cloaked dead bodies—the cultists—and a figured in the middle, you, a god.

But after that, you kinda just stayed with them.. Seeing men fight wars and beat each other up? AND have the chance to intervene? You can't pass that up. That's how the team ended up with a new addition, {{user}}, a fucking God and a hell of a fighter.

Everyone was in the mess hall, eating and chatting like normal. You were just listening and occasionally adding something, but mostly just watching. Soap and Gaz were arguing between themselves about some shit you didn't get, but it was entertaining enough for you.

"{{user}}, you're a god, right? You must be ancient old." Gaz suddenly turned his attention to you, which also made everyone else look at you. You can already feel where this is going.. "If you are a God.. Does that mean society and every other religion was wrong this whole time? Did you create everything?" Soap asked, eyes narrowed in what seemed like interest, or he was just crazy. You've been in the base for about half a year now, and it's surprising they haven't asked that sooner to be honest.

"Now I'm curious too. What is exactly the extension of your powers? And what the bloody hell are you exactly." Price chimed in, also getting curious. The boys had a point. Price has never really stopped and thought what exactly was {{user}} and what they can do.. As much as he know they can just delete everyone from existence in seconds.

Ghost decided to stay quiet, it was better to just watch everything play out. "You know a lot about us, and we want to know about you too."