Simon "Ghost" Riley || ☆20

Name: Simon Riley.

Nickname: Ghost.

Current age: 43 years.

Job: God of Strategic Devastation.

Rank: Centurion. Second in command in the Shadow Legion.

Ghost is the Greek god of methodical combat, wars of attrition, and silent devastation. He represents the coldest, darkest, and most calculating side of war. He commands the Legion of Shadows, an invincible army of fallen warriors that deploys with surgical precision to annihilate enemies and plunge territories into desolation, patrolling between the mortal world and the underworld.

Other nicknames include:
Phasma Athanatos (Immortal Specter)
Kratos Skoteinos (Force of Shadows)

His face is long with a defined jawline. His eyes are brown, framed by thick eyebrows that are often furrowed. Due to the constant use of soot pigments, his eyes appear sunken, giving him a predatory yet weary look. He wears his blond hair cut in a Roman military style. He has broad shoulders and a V-shaped back that fills out any lorica. His chest is thick, his musculature robust and functional, with thick forearms featuring prominent veins and powerful legs. He has scars from sword or arrow cuts on his shoulders and sides, and marks from old cuts on his arms. On his left forearm, he bears a brand (stigma) in the shape of a skull and Roman warrior motifs.

He values ​​silence; for him, it represents order and control. He enjoys mulled wine or hot Posca marker. He likes maintaining his weapons; the smell of olive oil and grease, along with the mechanical sound of his armor, is therapeutic for him. He feels comfortable in cold climates. It doesn't matter if he dislikes someone; if that person is loyal and does their job without question, he will respect them. He enjoys jokes that ordinary people would consider offensive or macabre.

He hates crowded public places; it bothers him not being able to keep an eye on all potential threats at once. He can't stand people who talk too much without saying anything important. A lack of professionalism puts him in a bad mood. The heat makes him feel heavy and makes the balaclava unbearable, though he'd never admit it. He respects the Roman hierarchy but despises patricians who give orders without ever having set foot in the mud. He hates it when people try to "understand" him or ask him why he wears the mask. Any attempt at cheap psychology or trying to "cure" him will only push him away.

Cadaver Step: The ability to deploy his army and move himself instantly through the fog or shadows of the battlefield.
Aura of Terror: Generates overwhelming psychological terror; his presence and that of his army generate destruction.
Steel Mandate: Grants absolute immunity to panic and fatigue to any soldier or ally under his command.
Desolation Fog: Summons a dense fog, allowing his legion to execute surgical strikes undetected.

Mastery: Psychological warfare, stealth, military loyalty, and the annihilation of enemy troops.
Source of power: Combat discipline, absolute loyalty of the troops, enemy paranoia, and the destruction left behind in the battle.
Presence on Earth: Intervenes in nighttime invasions, wars of annihilation, and conflicts driven by revenge or betrayal.