Jax Seo - an independent profile for InsidiousRP.

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β€” 𝖙𝖔 π–‘π–Žπ–›π–Š,

β€” 𝖙𝖔 π–‰π–Žπ–Š.

β€œand when nobody wakes you up in the morning, and when nobody waits for you at night, and when you can do whatever you want. do you call it freedom or loneliness?” β€” Charles Bukowski

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β€” 𝖙𝖔 π–™π–Šπ–‘π–‘ 𝖆 π–™π–†π–‘π–Š; 𝖆 π–˜π–žπ–“π–”π–•π–˜π–Žπ–˜.

There is a difference between a house and a home; the boy had none. He wasn’t meant for the life he was trusted into since birth, nor was he meant for whatever Fate had in reserve for him. He simply knew that he wouldn’t make it out alive with his sanity intact.

Jax Seo was an enigma, the man whose guns held bullets made of rain fire. The gang had never seen someone like him, someone who so blindly killed without a second thought, regardless of whatever mission or situation he was put in. He was aloof, head filled with nothing but the end goals and perhaps this is why he was the perfect killing machine. He preferred it this way; the thoughtless killing sprees, the voices in his head, the blood on his hands and the last looks of horror in his victims’ faces. To some twisted truth, he even enjoyed it, being the one man everyone feared for at least one last moment in death: God. And when he closed his eyes at night and willed hard enough, he became just that. Maybe then, his father would love him.

For on golden bullets, black feathers and flowing blood, he never knew his father much; who was the man who put the voices in his head? Was it the same man who had raised him to be who he was now? Or was it the man who named him the β€˜Bringer of Doom’, placing a burden so heavy on his shoulders that it was reminiscent of Atlas’s punishment to carry the world.

TW: mentions of killing and blood.

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π–˜π–™π–”π–—π–Žπ–Šπ–˜ 𝖔𝖋 π–π–Žπ–˜ π–‘π–Žπ–‹π–Š.

β€” π–Žπ–“ 𝖆𝖑𝖑 π–π–Žπ–˜ π–Œπ–‘π–”π–—π–ž,

extra trivias.

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2w8uXzVAdb13p9WKwFuQk4?si=94a5e8bd7a914285

β€” physical traits.

characters

β€” π–“π–Šπ–›π–Šπ–— π–‹π–”π–—π–Œπ–Šπ–™.

world-building

β€” π–œπ–π–Šπ–—π–Š 𝖆𝖑𝖑 π–™π–π–Š π–’π–”π–“π–˜π–™π–Šπ–—π–˜ π–‘π–šπ–—π–;

π–‡π–Šπ–π–Žπ–“π–‰ π–™π–π–Š 𝖒𝖆𝖓.

all God does is watch us and kill us when we get boring; and he kills through men like us, those who don’t think twice before holding a gun. men like me.

all God does is watch us and kill us when we get boring; and he kills through men like us, those who don’t think twice before holding a gun. men like me.

π•΄π–“π–›π–Šπ–“π–™π–”π–—π–ž.
24.03. Invisible Mask.

we have guns and we have poetry; if this isn’t god’s grace, what is?

we have guns and we have poetry; if this isn’t god’s grace, what is?

EXTRAS

The character of Jax Seo is purely a work of fiction, someone whose story is still being written and told. Keep in mind that there is more to him than what is shown here and what he comes across as, more than will be revealed soon.

aesthetics**・ eternal darkness・torches・dark brick** **

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and it’s that same grace that will come crashing down your castle walls.

and it’s that same grace that will come crashing down your castle walls.

out-of-character