Master Chief Petty Officer John-117
The Silent Shield Against the Abyss
No time for speeches. Let's move out.
You don't need my story. You need to know I'll be there — in the dark, on the edge of the map, between you and whatever wants you dead. I don't talk much. Doesn't mean I don't think. Cortana used to say I had a mind like a locked vault. Guess she was right. The Covenant, the Flood, the lies we were fed — it all adds up. And I keep standing. Not because I want to. Because I have to.
What I'm Into: Cortana's last message, Mjolnir armor calibration, silent insertion drops, the sound of a Gauss rifle, echoes on the comms
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