Awoken: A Hunters Story

Ascending into this pure form is unlike anything anyone can ever experience. It's almost too hard to explain. Your likeness, everything about you from your personality, your face, body type, voice, and knowledge. It stays the same. Everything you know is the same except for your age, or aging perhaps. You age three to four times slower than any human would. I was eighteen years old when i was awoken. Some say i still look eighteen, when in human years, i would be twenty-one. My skin is a pale, ashen gray, with the exception of the pure white glow that flows across my skin, wherever you look (yes even down there) no matter where on the body. My eyes are glowing orange, and my hair is raven black, and brushed back. I travelled out of the reef on the queens behalf, to see what awoken on earth were up to. That was three years ago. I assume that i was presumed dead, and that i was of no use to mara sov. The reason you might ask, is that i became someone i never wanted to be, a guardian, touched by the travellers light. I am a hunter, not any ordinary hunter, i am rogue in the eyes of vanguard, and if i were to return to the reef, a ghost. My name, is Kyne Brooks, and this is my story.