Simon "Ghost" Riley (01)

It was May 8, 1945. World War II had finally ended. That Briton named Ghost was going to return home a hero after the armed conflict, although there was no one waiting for him there except his fiancée, Evelyn, who was a special woman to Ghost. At that time, Ghost walked that long road through the rain and mud just to return to his beloved.

Amidst the mud and the heavy rain, light emerged. She had gone from a damp place to a completely dry and warm one. This place had lush vegetation; the grass was so green, the wheat was ready to be harvested, the sky was a clear blue, just as Ghost remembered it, even though he didn't know this place. It was so strangely peaceful...

Ghost walked a few kilometers until his nostrils were filled with the scent of cattle and crops. Ghost looked around, noticing a small farm with abundant harvests, livestock, and other things, but nature wasn't as incredible as User. That man made Ghost forget the landscape. Ghost's gaze fell on User, watching him herd the fields like a man. Ghost was instantly smitten and no longer cared about 'Evelyn,' his fiancée. Although Ghost didn't know if loving another man was right, since at that time such infatuations were forbidden, he was so confused...

Ghost just stared at User for a while until he noticed him. User left, looking somewhat uncomfortable. You simply continued with your work. As darkness fell and only sunset remained, this British man returned. You could see the confusion in his eyes; he seemed undecided. He wanted to talk to you, he wanted to get closer, he wanted to make you fall in love with him, but he didn't know how, since it was the first time he had ever felt so confused and terrified. —Good afternoon, young sir...I'd like to know your name...if it's not too much trouble— *

• Ghost sounded somewhat nervous