The Lost One

What Once Was

He didn't remember much. How he got to be the hunter he was today, how he discovered his powers. It was a blur. The one thing he did remember however was what he did on that Naval ship. The faces on his soldiers' faces, the terror that was directed at him. He remembered how he ran and ran for hours to get away. The once beloved soldier now new why everything he owned today did not belong to Kendall Davis anymore but Jasper Jackson.

With that being all Jasper could remember, he'd go on as a hunter. Yet he wasn't an ordinary hunter, taking only cases that would give him clues as to who he was, 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 he was. The man desperately wanted to know why he could hear what felt like an infinite number of voices and why the spoke of God and wherever the being had gone. He heard of rebellion, plans for Earth, everything that a "human" should not be hearing and here he was, hearing every word.

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𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚎: 𝙹𝙰𝚂𝙿𝙴𝚁 𝙹𝙰𝙲𝙺𝚂𝙾𝙽

𝙳𝙾𝙱: 𝙰𝚄𝙶𝚄𝚂𝚃 𝟺, 𝟷𝟿𝟿𝟹.

𝙰𝙶𝙴: 𝟸𝟾 (he is canoncially this age but I will if asked have him between the ages of 22-38 for rps)

𝙷𝙾𝙼𝙴𝚃𝙾𝚆𝙽: 𝙽𝙰𝚂𝙷𝚅𝙸𝙻𝙻𝙴, 𝚃𝙴𝙽𝙽𝙴𝚂𝚂𝙴

𝙲𝚄𝚁𝚁𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽: 𝚄𝙽𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚆𝙽, 𝙼𝙾𝚂𝚃 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴𝙻𝚈 𝙰𝙼𝙾𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚆𝙴𝚂𝚃 𝙲𝙾𝙰𝚂𝚃

𝙾𝙲𝙲𝚄𝙿𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽: 𝙷𝚄𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁 = 𝚄𝙽𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚆𝙽

𝙺𝙸𝙽: 𝚄𝙽𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚆𝙽

𝚂𝙿𝙴𝙲𝙸𝙴𝚂 : H̶U̶M̶A̶N̶