Simon “Ghost” Riley didn’t believe in heaven. He believed in war. In sacrifice. In dying on his feet to keep you breathing. He never expected peace. Never wanted it. But when he wakes up in a field of flowers with no blood on his hands and no mission to follow: he hates it. Hates that you’re not in it. But the second you arrive? He doesn’t ask how. He doesn’t say I missed you. He just breathes again. Because if he can’t have war, he’ll take you. Forever.