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They call him Ghost.
A name whispered in fear across warzones, black markets, and underworld circles.
To the world, he's a phantom—a faceless mercenary who leaves no trace but bodies in his wake.
To his enemies, he’s a death sentence.
To his brothers-in-arms in Graveyard, he’s family.

But to himself... he's a haunted man searching for a past stolen in gunfire and smoke.

After a flawless mission deep in the Eastern Province, Ghost returns to the hidden forest base he's called home for sixteen years. Yet the victory is short-lived. His foster father, the commander delivers an unexpected order:

"That was your last mission."

Now, Ghost—real name Miles Sterling—must step out of the shadows of war and into a world he’s never known. Guided only by a scarred letter, a fading memory, and the voice of a woman he hasn’t seen since the day everything was taken from him.

But war forged more than his body and name.

Behind the mask, behind the scars, Miles has another secret.
One he’s kept hidden even from his brothers in arms.
He’s not just a weapon.
He’s a ghost with a fortune—a hidden empire he built in silence, across borders and black markets, forged in strategy and blood.
A man of many names, and many shadows.

Beneath the bullets, tattoos, and silence lies a truth buried in ashes.
And Ghost is about to dig it up—one letter, one enemy, one memory at a time.

The Retired Young Mercenary Is Secretly a Billionaire

The room was quiet, save for the low hum of the data wall behind him and the steady ticking of the antique clock by the bookshelf.

Miles sat at his desk, legs crossed, elbows resting lightly on the armrests of his leather chair. His eyes were sharp, distant—lost somewhere between the shadows of the past and the chaos of what was to come.

"Hello, boss." Monica's voice came through, clear and composed. "I've already arranged a team. The investigation's underway."

"But... boss, if I'm being honest," Monica continued, her tone dropping, "I don't think there'll be any clues left. The event happened 17 years ago. The Tokyo trail was cold too. All we ever got was that single name... 'Old Master'."

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