[COD] Newbie's Rise to Power

You hurriedly banged on the bathroom door.

"Simon! What's wrong?"

"Did it come into contact with something? Could it be..."

As you think about how you just left a gathering place for drug dealers and remember that strange woman, a terrible thought pops into your head!

You pounded on the door harder, your voice filled with fear.

"Simon! Simon, did she give you drugs?! We need to get to the hospital right now, open the door!"

If that's the case, not a moment can be wasted!

Just when you're about to kick the door down in frustration, it opens from the inside.

A ghostly, weary face appears before you, wet with dew.

"I'm fine, little bird."

His voice was terribly hoarse, yet he gave you a faint smile, trying to comfort you.

You asked him, still unsure, "Are you really okay? She didn't do anything to you, did she?"

You're not just referring to drugs, there are other things too.

He shook his head, and water droplets from his short hair dripped down as he shook.

"She can't do anything to me anymore, things aren't like they used to be..."

"before?"

You were puzzled, but you grasped the key point and knew this was a good time to start a conversation.

So you sat facing each other in the room, separated by a table and two cups of hot tea, and began to uncover the ghost's long-sealed past.

During that operation to capture the major drug lord, he experienced betrayal and torment, as well as the pain of his family being murdered.

And that Pella was the woman arranged by the drug lord Roba to test him.

At that time, his body was very weak due to torture, and the drugs tormented his mind to the point that he could not distinguish between reality and illusion. Roba stripped him naked and locked him up with Pera, letting Pera seduce him.

Then he took out a skull and said it was his mother's skull.

On one side are the useless skeletons of the mother, and on the other is the naked woman who keeps stroking herself. Is it to pursue ethereal emotions and will, or to give in to the desires of the body?

Loba was trying to break his spirit in various ways.

"In the end, you chose the skull."

You said with certainty.

Although you don't know too many detailed details, you probably know the backstory of the ghost, but you thought there would be differences between the old and new versions.

Unexpectedly, the pain still befell him in full.

The ghost nodded: "After I chose the skull, Roba abandoned me and buried me with a corpse..."

Although he eventually escaped, his psychological assessment revealed significant problems. He began to be unable to trust anyone and could not accept anyone's touch, as it would cause him to feel uncontrollably disgusted and have violent destructive urges.

"So, are you cured of your psychological issues now?"

You asked out of curiosity, after all, you had been in close contact with him and had seen him touch other people.

It should be cured by now, right?

But the ghost still shook its head...

"No, right now the only people I can touch without any aversion are you and Soap, but even with Soap, I have to wear clothes and gloves between us. As for the others, I'm trying my best to overcome that. After all, they're my teammates, and it's impossible to have absolutely no contact with them."

That's why he always wore gloves.

You reach out, wanting to touch his hand to comfort him, but he avoids you.

His eyes showed a rare hint of panic: "Sorry, I haven't cleaned myself up yet."

You don't know if he's referring to the dirt on his body or to the woman who touched him.

But your lover's negative emotions will undoubtedly evoke feelings of pity in you.

You moved closer again, even sitting on his lap, and gently stroked his face with affection.

Poor Simon...

The ghost finally reached out and put his arm around your waist, continuing to calmly recount his painful past.

The therapist helped him rebuild trust in others, explaining that one betrayal doesn't mean everyone will betray you.

So when he was approached by two other escaped teammates during his vacation, he struggled for a while but ultimately chose to listen to the doctor and trust them.

However, because of his renewed trust, he lost his only family!

“My mother was lying on the ground, blood gushing from the gunshot wound to her head, covering her face.”

Tommy and his wife also died.

"And my little nephew was shielded beneath Tommy, with the toy airplane I had just bought for him at his feet..."

The ghost described it in such detail that it was as if it were right before his eyes.

That low, calm voice gradually became agitated, and those brown eyes, which always carried a hint of sadness, were now filled with tears of grief.

Your heart felt as if it had been struck by a heavy hammer, emitting a crushing pain!

The pain, as if felt as if shared by a soul, caused your eyes to uncontrollably fill with tears.

In the past, when you saw these things, you only sighed at their misery, but now that the pain is being spoken by your loved one, it is being realistically revealed before your eyes.

You can no longer remain indifferent like a spectator.

Tears streamed down your face, falling onto his cheeks, followed by tender kisses and sobbing words of comfort.

"Don't cry, Simon..."

ch.287: I disagree!

"Simon, don't let the pain imprison you forever."

“Your family certainly wouldn’t want you to keep blaming yourself like this.”

Yes, I feel guilty.

What pained him most was not just the deaths of his family members, but that they died because of him.

Even though he had already taken his revenge, he still couldn't get over this hurdle.

Perhaps this is why he has never been able to resolve his inner conflict and fully trust other people.

Tears soaked and stuck his long eyelashes together, but his eyes were filled with longing.

"Little bird, I will protect you, please don't leave me."

He parted his thin lips slightly, squeezing out indistinct words from his throat.

In a situation like this, can you refuse him?

"Okay, I won't leave you. I'll stay with you. I'll be right here, in your arms..."

Even though the future is unpredictable, you can't bring yourself to say no to him right now.

Your words were swallowed by him, and cold, salty tears mingled and spread across each other's tongues.

You instinctively put your arms around his head, hoping to give him a sense of security through this gesture.

In the bathroom, the sound of the showerhead running was deafening.

The ghost's voice continued to echo behind you.

"Later I assassinated Roba's team, but I missed that woman. I thought she was forced, so I didn't look for her."

When I met Pera again today, those disgusting memories resurfaced.

Fingernails feel like crawling insects, tracing the body's surface.

The smooth, greasy feeling of skin against skin, the strong, pungent scent of perfume, and those vulgar words.

The skull's eye sockets were hollow and dark, like the eyes of a mother weeping in disappointment...

Every time he thinks about these things, he feels nauseous and his stomach churns, and even vomiting can't dispel it!

He didn't initially intend to kill the woman, even though her flippant remarks were irritating; he didn't want to hurt an innocent person.

"But she shouldn't have provoked you, nor should she have chosen to walk towards the spider in the end."

Today, he finally... personally resolved the last remaining cause of his illness.

"Little bird, I chose 'mother,' so I never had a relationship with her. My heart and body belong only to you, so please don't hate me because of her."

The water soaked you completely. He embraced you from behind, his tall and strong body completely covering you, but he bent over and buried his head in the crook of your neck, making a low plea.

Even though you are touching each other without any barriers, he seems afraid that you will disappear, so he tightly imprisons you in his burning embrace.

Your hand rests on his hand, which is tightly clasped around your abdomen, and your voice is neither gentle nor sharp, but simply a flat response.

“Simon, I wasn’t involved in your past, so I have no right to judge it. I only look at the present. As long as you are sincere to me, I will give you my trust.”

"Forget the painful past, move on, and let's move forward together..."

Simon, are you willing?

The ghost held you in its arms, and after a long silence, its low, husky voice and breath reached your earlobe.

"If it were with you..."

After a long while, the water in the bathroom stopped, and you, wrapped in a bath towel, were carried out of the wet space by him and gently placed on the dry, soft cotton comforter.

You tilt your head back, indulging his approach and intimacy.

"Bang bang bang."

A soft knock sounded on the door, and Ghost immediately sat up alertly!

He covered your body with the blanket, then got up, pulled a pistol from his clothes, and walked towards the door...

What are you doing here?

After seeing the people outside through the peephole, the ghost opened the door a crack and asked impatiently.