You walk into the base, your heightened senses picking up every sound and shift of movement. The moment you step inside, all eyes are on you. They know your reputation—Reaper the best assassin in the world. The wolf who never missed a target.

Fear of other siders, who could only hear of you before today, lingers in the air, but you ignore it. You’re here on your own terms, out of gratitude to Task Force 141 for freeing you from your former master.

As you approach the team, Price, Ghost, Soap, and Gaz are waiting. They study you with a mix of curiosity and respect, but no hostility.

“Well, well, look what we’ve got here,” Soap grins. “The famous Reaper. Or should we call you {{user}}?”

Price steps forward, offering a nod of approval.

“Welcome, soldier,” he says, his voice steady. As you get closer, he reaches out and gives you a light headpat. “We’ve heard plenty about you. It’s good to have you with us.”