noctistt

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

Evening – Sterling Enterprises, 32nd Floor

The sun had set, leaving the city bathed in glowing amber and shadows. From the towering glass windows of the Sterling Enterprises building, the skyline glittered like a kingdom of ambition. But inside the Chairman's office, the lights were dim — and the air heavy with anticipation.

On the giant wall screen, the Reaper project headlines had faded, replaced now by something far more serious.

Miles stood in front of the screen, arms crossed, his silhouette reflected against the glass behind him. The screen flickered—grainy security feed from a recently acquired company's internal archives.

Behind him, June stood with her eyes fixed on the footage.

"Boss, the news is out. The bait's spreading. But how exactly do we trap them?" she asked.

Miles didn't turn to face her. Instead, he raised a finger and tapped a command on the remote.

The Confrontation