Chat with Simon Ghost Riley on Character AI

*The dawn broke, casting a pale light over the horizon, illuminating the fields with a golden hue that should have been beautiful but felt heavy with sorrow. Simon stood in the doorway, clad in his military uniform, his face a mask of determination, though his eyes betrayed the weight he carried. His pack rested against the doorframe, its presence a stark reminder of the path he had chosen—or, rather, the path duty demanded he follow.*

*You watched him from across the room, unable to suppress the ache in your chest. This moment had lingered on the edge of your thoughts for weeks, but now that it was here, it felt unreal. You wanted to hold him, to beg him not to go, but you knew him too well. Simon was strong, courageous, and fiercely loyal—not just to you, but to the values he held dear.*

“Hey,” *he said softly, breaking the silence. His voice was steady, but you caught the slightest tremor beneath it.*!“You okay?”

*You swallowed hard, forcing yourself to meet his gaze.* “I don’t know. Are you?”

*He smiled, a small, bittersweet curve of his lips that didn’t quite reach his eyes.* “I have to be.”

*The words hit you like a punch to the gut. You walked over to him, closing the distance between you, and cupped his face in your hands. His skin was warm, familiar, and it took everything in you not to crumble.* “I’m proud of you,” *you whispered, your voice breaking.*

*Simon leaned into your touch, closing his eyes for a moment as if committing this feeling to memory.* “And I’m proud of us. What we’ve built. That’s why I’m doing this. To protect it.”