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Chosen or Not Chosen: Chosen
Full Name: Jace ledoux
Full Name Meaning: To heal, sweet, soft, gentle.

Alias: The Naive one, Twined Voice, Demon Child (Given by his Uncle),The Cinnamon bun
Sex/Gender: Male
Age: 19
Species: Anathema/Hybrid (Mixed)
Blood Type: Hybrid blood
Genetic Evaluation:
Demon 26 %
Human 34 %
Vojin 29%
?? 11%
Body Type: Skinny
Skin color: Porcelain
Hair color: Black
Eye color: White (Normal), Fuchsia (Controlled)
Height: 5’11’
Weight: 176
Birthday: May, 1
Birthplace: Small city in Quebec
Attracted to: Females
Currently living in: Umbra
Occupation/s: Night's Chosen

Type of Personality: Jace is a very timid, anxious, shy person to those he doesn’t know or trust. He tends to withdraw from strangers, usually clinging to someone he trusts more like a child would to their mother if he can. However, once the soft shell is broken, he is a very helping, gentle and kind individual with a child-like demeanor. He is willing to go out of his way to gain approval of those around him, and is empathetic to others' needs and feelings. He is far too naive, guible, and unassuming; especially with females, whereas males he is more guarded and takes time to trust them. With him being selectively mute given his powers and how unstable they sometimes can be, he is hard to communicate with others. His curious nature does get the best of him as he tends to wander about.

Likes: Nisha who is like a mother to him, A lot of dark cultures as he can get morbidly curious about things, souls, Sweets A lot of them, his tattoo work, warm waters to relax and relieve the tension he builds up a lot, playing child games, Spiders
Dislikes: Being touched suddenly or too violently, loud/ high pitched noises, being ignored or shoved away, isolation, hot climates

Romantic Relationships: None
Family/Relatives:
Grandparents- Mikhail, Dia, Jesterca, Calicifur
Father- Candypop/Night-Terrors
Mother- Floria
Uncles and Aunts- Nateira, Step uncle Zane--- Sephtis, Loralei, Morivin, Stigma, Candy Pop's siblings
Endless Half siblings- GOOD LUCK FINDING THEM ALL :,D
Cousins- Jinn, Azrael, Donovan..etc
Nieces and Nephews- Many on his father’s side

Friends/Allies: Given his nature near all his siblings, His fathers, Zena, TBA
Neutral with: Most none chosen, Audric, Mikhail, Pandora, Jesterca, cousins, TBA
Enemies: NONE (I haven’t any atm)

[Basic Skills]
Speed- He is quite fast, but has a lot more to train for in this aspect. Luckily for him this can be enhanced with his power abilities.

Strength- He has more strength that goes beyond what humans are capable, however, physically speaking he is on the lower end when compared to his siblings.

Resilience- With his upbringing he has learned roll with the punches. Including retraining himself from yelling when not caught off guard.

Flexibility- He is flexible both in mind and body, moving in a way that could be disturbing to others.

Endurance- He can endure an excessive amount more than it looks like he can be able to handle, tolerating what he needs to in the moment.

Reflex- He has good reflexes, but not the best over all if something comes at him from afar. However, he tends to keep aware of his surroundings enough to assist him.

Agility- Where he lacks in strength, he makes up in agility. he has the ability to maneuver himself through tight and small places with ease.

Senses- His senses are a mix matched, varies with each one. His senses are the highest of all this basic skills.

Eyes- His eyes are sharp, clear but more so he is able to see in darkness with great ease.

Smell His sense of smell is quite normal, he can pick up what kind of soul lies beneath.

Hearing To say his hearing inhuman is a huge understatement, he could hear a pin falling from a far as if it fell next to him. Or if someone is lying.

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[Inhuman Skills]
(Still working out kinks here, bare with me x3 Most likely more to be added OwO)
Power-Shifting:
As Jace is an Anathema, he is able to power-shift ranging from the given powers and the ones he’s born with. For him these shift between 3 types. Demon side, Vojin side and an unknown side.

Demon Skills:
Absorption: A skill given to those whom are chosen. This grants them the ability to absorb the souls/life of another.

Possession : He can possess others for a brief amount of time, showing promising results; however, this skill he is still training for and can sometimes mess up.

Umbrakinesis: This is an ability to control darkness or take away light, This manifested in him during his childhood and his desire to disappear.

Dark Defence: He can simply create a barrier to protect himself by shrouding darkness about.

Soul Stringing: He can take a soul apart, and fuse them to other. IE the tattoo’s on his hands that react to other souls or under a blacklight.

Sensitive Hearing: He can focus in for a noise miles away, however this power is still new to him and can just start up, causing him sensory overload.

Extreme Flexibility: He is able to slip through spaces no normal human would think possible. And turn his head back with ease OwO

Voice Empathy: With certain vocal hints, he can pick up how one is feeling, with time and training he may be able to project emotions back at said person.

Vojin Skills:
Multiple Voices: While this is natural for him as when he speaks he already has a ‘doubled voice’ as if two are speaking at once, when in a more emotional state more voices come out.

Manipulation of Sound: He is able to control sounds and sound waves, however only if there is something it can travel through. Air being the fastest, direct method.

Speed Acceleration: Using air to push himself forward, or riding sound waves (more effective if they are the ones he’s created)

Silence Manipulation: This works against his own power over sound, where silence fills the area around this. This power can activates unconsciously when he reaches a senses overload, nothing can be heard nor can anything make a sound within whatever range it. extends. now everyone can be mute with him!

Amplification: He can create a sound and turn up the volume on it, Good way to gain ones attention from afar.

Air Domination: He found along with sound that air also can be controlled. Thought has a lot to learn with said power.

Sound and Air Absorption: He can cause air to become still, taking both within as an energy source.

Voice Control: Despite unable to get a full handle on the volume of his voice at times, he has a good mindset to imitate voices and sounds.

Sound Attacks: He creates sound to focus into an attack, whether sending it into the ground to start a quake, sending out a blast of varying frequencies or even just a mass that can send someone back, pierce into, etc. What can a simple scream do?

Weapons: NONE

Character Info:

All started when a young woman had reached the peak of her desperation to bare a child, that dread of being told her body wouldn’t and couldn’t conceive. She didn’t believe that as truth, so on she went seeking simple medical options, those failing her; To experimental medical methods, all natural even, anything and everything so could think of. Nothing worked, this search only pushing her already frail body to its limits; Her and her sister were both born with a rare disease, which only weaken the both of them.

That final night she made up her mind, if hoping and praying will not give her what she wants; she will turn down a different path. She found her way through a books instructions, a way to summon one who could give her exactly what she wanted. Once prepared, at the strike of midnight she began.

It didn’t take long for her call to be answered, maybe in her own mind, she didn’t believe that possible either but there a figure stood one to grant her all-consuming desire. Even so her mind froze with fear, before she pulled herself together and asked, pleaded for a child. To this however, it denied her request.

The bit of hope faded, mind snapped; fear replaced by anger now. She demanded a child, who would wish to provoke something so fearsome? At the moment if she couldn’t get her one wish then life no longer mattered to her; she didn’t care if her aggression would be made into a death wish. She refused to hear no as an answer and pushed her desire again. Amused by this, a deal was made and done. She got her wish.

The night of May 1, police were called when neighbors heard screaming. With no response and being informed the single woman was pregnant. They broken in, search didn’t take long as they found the woman and the newborn silently crying.

With Jace’s birth, his Aunt, Nateira ledoux-Gagnon was called and informed of the news of both family members; she didn’t hesitate to take him in, only family left to do so. Other than his inability to speak, he was born perfectly healthy.

Around when he was 4 his aunt had gotten worse, that same disease that plagued her sister getting worse. She would still push herself to take care of him until told not to. Even when she would be bed ridden from sickness, Jace would always stick close to his Aunt; he wouldn’t like leaving her room. He would often play on the floor, watch whatever she would put on or rest with his Aunt until his step uncle would shoo him off into his own room or pull him away.

His step Uncle, Zane Gagnon was a quiet man, caring deeply for his wife with such tender care. His friends and family would agree as well, However with Jace the same treatment was never meet, his uncle never truly knew why he was contempt towards Jace, but didn’t enjoy being around the child; He would get agitated, which was odd even to himself. Zane would always telling his wife something was wrong with the kid, one night even attempted to convince her to give Jace up, put him in an orphanage instead, urging that she was too sick to handle the stress of taking care of Jace. She firmly refused.

When his uncle was around her would be made to go to his own room, a bare room with just a small bed on the ground for him to sleep on. If luckily he would get something to eat, but most he was forgotten or perhaps purposely ignored by his uncle. Many nights he would sneak back into his Aunt’s room, too afraid to sleep alone. Those times he felt the most calm, wrapped in the warm embrace of his Aunt before drifting to sleep.

One day when he was 5 years of age, he woke up from a nap; curling up closer to his Aunt. A few moments pass by, something wasn’t right. He couldn’t feel his Aunt breathing, he nudged her staring up at her peaceful gaze waiting for her to stir. He got more anxious, knowing something wasn’t right, he felt her light fading from him.

He tried to wake her again, her body wasn’t as warm. He couldn’t even call for help, his Uncle would be as work. It was just him, alone. Helpless he just hold on tightly to his Aunt, trying to keep the light that was fading away. His hand felt warm, imagining himself grabbing that light. He was alone in more ways than one, the warmth he knew gone just like that.

It wasn’t until sunset that his uncle came back, even though it was far too late Jace slipped out of where he stayed and ran to his Uncle for help, tugging him quickly. His uncle caught on, telling him to go into his room. An ambulance was called but to no avail, he listened from his cold room as his aunt was taken away. The last day he saw her, now living with strange yet just the same as being alone for him.

His uncle was convinced by his side of the family to keep raising Jace for the sake of his passing wife, despite him once more against having anything to do with him. The first few months, his uncle did try his best, feeding him, clothing him etc. Though it was easy to tell that Jace’s presence alone would irritate him no matter what. Jace was afraid of this stranger, he would rather hide from him than be close.

Vexed, his uncle got fed up and just would kick outside in the backyard when he would come back home, wanting nothing to do with him. Some Nights he would be called in, others night he would have to sleep outside; there were even nights where food was left out for him. Jace hated this for awhile, but got used to being outside. Finding things that amused him with the world about. His favorite thing was watching spiders. They were hypnotizing for him, didn’t care about picking them up or handling them.

One day his slipped out of the yard, freely wondering about. He made his way into the town, walking about. He saw many things he’s never seen before, though he was frightened by anyone he heard. He then found himself drawn in the aroma of food, but given his appearance he was quickly scared away by the owner; not wanting some kid sticking around his business.

It wasn’t until a few days later that police noticed this young child wonder on his own, this was when he was brought back to his so called home. Jace didn’t want to go back but didn’t have it in him to run off. His Uncle was the least bit thrilled to see police at his door but acted as the worried parent, ushering Jace back in. Jace hide back into that bare room once again, this time taking the closet space as his hideaway.

Jace then was never let back outside, but more so whenever his uncle was home he wasn’t to leave his room. He would have to sneak food to eat whenever he could, but would get yelled at if caught. His uncle contempt was building up, escalating. Throwing insults at Jace whenever, blaming him for his Aunt’s death.

As the years go by, the mental abuse had morph into physical. Jace always in a state of fear, and finding places to hide away from it. His body scarred up, burnt in places, many bruises to match. He had to silently endure, too ignorant or maybe too afraid to run away. His uncle was manic, he would spend money on odd things that he would drink or breath in.

All came to a head when he was the age of 9, his uncle on a rampage now; forcibly dragged Jace down into the basement. He was ranting and raving, once again blaming Jace for his life’s misfortunes because he was the devil’s child. Again the physical abuse started, until he was left alone to ache, however his body didn’t just burn; he felt hot.

He felt anger building in him. Something in him pulsed, clicked on. The room seemed to chill, and grow dark as if the sun was going down. He wasn’t left alone long enough, his uncle came storming back, a knife in hand.

Jace was shoved down quickly before he could run off, pinned under the adult’s weight as the knife was lifted. He managed to move his body away but not enough as his neck got cut, barely missing the major arteries in his neck. When the knife was brought back up, fearing the end Jace just let out a shrill scream to both of their shocked.

The home shock with the sound, particles falling from the ceiling. The sound alone causing his uncle to fallback, clutching one of his ears as it started to bleed. Jace quickly scooted away, stunned that he made a noise at all.

He didn’t have time to dwell as his uncle went back into attack, swing at him. Jace ducked making a run for the stairs before yanked back, before he could manage another sound his uncle gripped his throat tightly; pushing his weight back down on the kid. Even in the darkness, Jace could see that murderous expression on his face.

Something felt odd around the room in those few moments, as if the walls had eyes or rather something was watching, but Jace needed to focus on what to do; he could feel himself slipping away. He felt around quickly, feeling for anything to grab. That is when he feels the knife gently being pushed into his grasp. With that his swung, pushing the end into his uncle's shoulder. There was a scream, then him finally gaining his breath again.

Jace pulled himself together, glaring at his uncle as he pulls the knife free; looking ready to attack again. Jace didn’t hesitant, a single word coming to mind. At the top of his lungs, he streams that single word… Die. The home shock violently as the noise caused it to collapse, and crash down.

Once it settled, Jace just sat in the dark, in the corner free from ruble. The stairs broken and covered with debris from the home. He stared blankly at the floor, covered in crimson. No doubt to him the house would fall on him next. A hand caressed his cheek, pushing away the blood, this presence telling him it's time to come home. With that he left the demolished home behind.

Quotes:

“...............”

“.......................”

“.................??”

“DIE!” -To his step uncle :,D

Character's soundtracks/themes:
Childhood:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=K0yDvd…
youtu.be/Yr64j2Zyy8k

Instrumental: www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dftc5A…

More to be added later~

Notes: Curious to what Vojin is? A voice/sound based Futen to bluntly put it.

Also Fun fact, Jace was going to be a set of twins but when the second ultra sound was done was only him :,D

If there is any mistakes story wise, give me a day. Stayed up until 4:30 wanting to finish this rough draft of a story for Jace. TTwTT

Jace ledoux and Art

Description
Old Ref: fav.me/da12m2y

Chosen or Not Chosen: Chosen
Full Name: Jace ledoux
Full Name Meaning: To heal, sweet, soft, gentle.

Alias: The Naive one, Twined Voice, Demon Child (Given by his Uncle),The Cinnamon bun
Sex/Gender: Male
Age: 19
Species: Anathema/Hybrid (Mixed)
Blood Type: Hybrid blood
Genetic Evaluation:
Demon 26 %
Human 34 %
Vojin 29%
?? 11%
Body Type: Skinny
Skin color: Porcelain
Hair color: Black
Eye color: White (Normal), Fuchsia (Controlled)
Height: 5’11’
Weight: 176
Birthday: May, 1
Birthplace: Small city in Quebec
Attracted to: Females
Currently living in: Umbra
Occupation/s: Night's Chosen

Type of Personality: Jace is a very timid, anxious, shy person to those he doesn’t know or trust. He tends to withdraw from strangers, usually clinging to someone he trusts more like a child would to their mother if he can. However, once the soft shell is broken, he is a very helping, gentle and kind individual with a child-like demeanor. He is willing to go out of his way to gain approval of those around him, and is empathetic to others' needs and feelings. He is far too naive, guible, and unassuming; especially with females, whereas males he is more guarded and takes time to trust them. With him being selectively mute given his powers and how unstable they sometimes can be, he is hard to communicate with others. His curious nature does get the best of him as he tends to wander about.

Likes: Nisha who is like a mother to him, A lot of dark cultures as he can get morbidly curious about things, souls, Sweets A lot of them, his tattoo work, warm waters to relax and relieve the tension he builds up a lot, playing child games, Spiders
Dislikes: Being touched suddenly or too violently, loud/ high pitched noises, being ignored or shoved away, isolation, hot climates

Romantic Relationships: None
Family/Relatives:
Grandparents- Mikhail, Dia, Jesterca, Calicifur
Father- Candypop/Night-Terrors
Mother- Floria
Uncles and Aunts- Nateira, Step uncle Zane--- Sephtis, Loralei, Morivin, Stigma, Candy Pop's siblings
Endless Half siblings- GOOD LUCK FINDING THEM ALL :,D
Cousins- Jinn, Azrael, Donovan..etc
Nieces and Nephews- Many on his father’s side

Friends/Allies: Given his nature near all his siblings, His fathers, Zena, TBA
Neutral with: Most none chosen, Audric, Mikhail, Pandora, Jesterca, cousins, TBA
Enemies: NONE (I haven’t any atm)

[Basic Skills]
Speed- He is quite fast, but has a lot more to train for in this aspect. Luckily for him this can be enhanced with his power abilities.

Strength- He has more strength that goes beyond what humans are capable, however, physically speaking he is on the lower end when compared to his siblings.

Resilience- With his upbringing he has learned roll with the punches. Including retraining himself from yelling when not caught off guard.

Flexibility- He is flexible both in mind and body, moving in a way that could be disturbing to others.

Endurance- He can endure an excessive amount more than it looks like he can be able to handle, tolerating what he needs to in the moment.

Reflex- He has good reflexes, but not the best over all if something comes at him from afar. However, he tends to keep aware of his surroundings enough to assist him.

Agility- Where he lacks in strength, he makes up in agility. he has the ability to maneuver himself through tight and small places with ease.

Senses- His senses are a mix matched, varies with each one. His senses are the highest of all this basic skills.

Eyes- His eyes are sharp, clear but more so he is able to see in darkness with great ease.

Smell His sense of smell is quite normal, he can pick up what kind of soul lies beneath.

Hearing To say his hearing inhuman is a huge understatement, he could hear a pin falling from a far as if it fell next to him. Or if someone is lying.

-------------------------
[Inhuman Skills]
(Still working out kinks here, bare with me x3 Most likely more to be added OwO)
Power-Shifting:
As Jace is an Anathema, he is able to power-shift ranging from the given powers and the ones he’s born with. For him these shift between 3 types. Demon side, Vojin side and an unknown side.

Demon Skills:
Absorption: A skill given to those whom are chosen. This grants them the ability to absorb the souls/life of another.

Possession : He can possess others for a brief amount of time, showing promising results; however, this skill he is still training for and can sometimes mess up.

Umbrakinesis: This is an ability to control darkness or take away light, This manifested in him during his childhood and his desire to disappear.

Dark Defence: He can simply create a barrier to protect himself by shrouding darkness about.

Soul Stringing: He can take a soul apart, and fuse them to other. IE the tattoo’s on his hands that react to other souls or under a blacklight.

Sensitive Hearing: He can focus in for a noise miles away, however this power is still new to him and can just start up, causing him sensory overload.

Extreme Flexibility: He is able to slip through spaces no normal human would think possible. And turn his head back with ease OwO

Voice Empathy: With certain vocal hints, he can pick up how one is feeling, with time and training he may be able to project emotions back at said person.

Vojin Skills:
Multiple Voices: While this is natural for him as when he speaks he already has a ‘doubled voice’ as if two are speaking at once, when in a more emotional state more voices come out.

Manipulation of Sound: He is able to control sounds and sound waves, however only if there is something it can travel through. Air being the fastest, direct method.

Speed Acceleration: Using air to push himself forward, or riding sound waves (more effective if they are the ones he’s created)

Silence Manipulation: This works against his own power over sound, where silence fills the area around this. This power can activates unconsciously when he reaches a senses overload, nothing can be heard nor can anything make a sound within whatever range it. extends. now everyone can be mute with him!

Amplification: He can create a sound and turn up the volume on it, Good way to gain ones attention from afar.

Air Domination: He found along with sound that air also can be controlled. Thought has a lot to learn with said power.

Sound and Air Absorption: He can cause air to become still, taking both within as an energy source.

Voice Control: Despite unable to get a full handle on the volume of his voice at times, he has a good mindset to imitate voices and sounds.

Sound Attacks: He creates sound to focus into an attack, whether sending it into the ground to start a quake, sending out a blast of varying frequencies or even just a mass that can send someone back, pierce into, etc. What can a simple scream do?

Weapons: NONE

Character Info:

All started when a young woman had reached the peak of her desperation to bare a child, that dread of being told her body wouldn’t and couldn’t conceive. She didn’t believe that as truth, so on she went seeking simple medical options, those failing her; To experimental medical methods, all natural even, anything and everything so could think of. Nothing worked, this search only pushing her already frail body to its limits; Her and her sister were both born with a rare disease, which only weaken the both of them.

That final night she made up her mind, if hoping and praying will not give her what she wants; she will turn down a different path. She found her way through a books instructions, a way to summon one who could give her exactly what she wanted. Once prepared, at the strike of midnight she began.

It didn’t take long for her call to be answered, maybe in her own mind, she didn’t believe that possible either but there a figure stood one to grant her all-consuming desire. Even so her mind froze with fear, before she pulled herself together and asked, pleaded for a child. To this however, it denied her request.

The bit of hope faded, mind snapped; fear replaced by anger now. She demanded a child, who would wish to provoke something so fearsome? At the moment if she couldn’t get her one wish then life no longer mattered to her; she didn’t care if her aggression would be made into a death wish. She refused to hear no as an answer and pushed her desire again. Amused by this, a deal was made and done. She got her wish.

The night of May 1, police were called when neighbors heard screaming. With no response and being informed the single woman was pregnant. They broken in, search didn’t take long as they found the woman and the newborn silently crying.

With Jace’s birth, his Aunt, Nateira ledoux-Gagnon was called and informed of the news of both family members; she didn’t hesitate to take him in, only family left to do so. Other than his inability to speak, he was born perfectly healthy.

Around when he was 4 his aunt had gotten worse, that same disease that plagued her sister getting worse. She would still push herself to take care of him until told not to. Even when she would be bed ridden from sickness, Jace would always stick close to his Aunt; he wouldn’t like leaving her room. He would often play on the floor, watch whatever she would put on or rest with his Aunt until his step uncle would shoo him off into his own room or pull him away.

His step Uncle, Zane Gagnon was a quiet man, caring deeply for his wife with such tender care. His friends and family would agree as well, However with Jace the same treatment was never meet, his uncle never truly knew why he was contempt towards Jace, but didn’t enjoy being around the child; He would get agitated, which was odd even to himself. Zane would always telling his wife something was wrong with the kid, one night even attempted to convince her to give Jace up, put him in an orphanage instead, urging that she was too sick to handle the stress of taking care of Jace. She firmly refused.

When his uncle was around her would be made to go to his own room, a bare room with just a small bed on the ground for him to sleep on. If luckily he would get something to eat, but most he was forgotten or perhaps purposely ignored by his uncle. Many nights he would sneak back into his Aunt’s room, too afraid to sleep alone. Those times he felt the most calm, wrapped in the warm embrace of his Aunt before drifting to sleep.

One day when he was 5 years of age, he woke up from a nap; curling up closer to his Aunt. A few moments pass by, something wasn’t right. He couldn’t feel his Aunt breathing, he nudged her staring up at her peaceful gaze waiting for her to stir. He got more anxious, knowing something wasn’t right, he felt her light fading from him.

He tried to wake her again, her body wasn’t as warm. He couldn’t even call for help, his Uncle would be as work. It was just him, alone. Helpless he just hold on tightly to his Aunt, trying to keep the light that was fading away. His hand felt warm, imagining himself grabbing that light. He was alone in more ways than one, the warmth he knew gone just like that.

It wasn’t until sunset that his uncle came back, even though it was far too late Jace slipped out of where he stayed and ran to his Uncle for help, tugging him quickly. His uncle caught on, telling him to go into his room. An ambulance was called but to no avail, he listened from his cold room as his aunt was taken away. The last day he saw her, now living with strange yet just the same as being alone for him.

His uncle was convinced by his side of the family to keep raising Jace for the sake of his passing wife, despite him once more against having anything to do with him. The first few months, his uncle did try his best, feeding him, clothing him etc. Though it was easy to tell that Jace’s presence alone would irritate him no matter what. Jace was afraid of this stranger, he would rather hide from him than be close.

Vexed, his uncle got fed up and just would kick outside in the backyard when he would come back home, wanting nothing to do with him. Some Nights he would be called in, others night he would have to sleep outside; there were even nights where food was left out for him. Jace hated this for awhile, but got used to being outside. Finding things that amused him with the world about. His favorite thing was watching spiders. They were hypnotizing for him, didn’t care about picking them up or handling them.

One day his slipped out of the yard, freely wondering about. He made his way into the town, walking about. He saw many things he’s never seen before, though he was frightened by anyone he heard. He then found himself drawn in the aroma of food, but given his appearance he was quickly scared away by the owner; not wanting some kid sticking around his business.

It wasn’t until a few days later that police noticed this young child wonder on his own, this was when he was brought back to his so called home. Jace didn’t want to go back but didn’t have it in him to run off. His Uncle was the least bit thrilled to see police at his door but acted as the worried parent, ushering Jace back in. Jace hide back into that bare room once again, this time taking the closet space as his hideaway.

Jace then was never let back outside, but more so whenever his uncle was home he wasn’t to leave his room. He would have to sneak food to eat whenever he could, but would get yelled at if caught. His uncle contempt was building up, escalating. Throwing insults at Jace whenever, blaming him for his Aunt’s death.

As the years go by, the mental abuse had morph into physical. Jace always in a state of fear, and finding places to hide away from it. His body scarred up, burnt in places, many bruises to match. He had to silently endure, too ignorant or maybe too afraid to run away. His uncle was manic, he would spend money on odd things that he would drink or breath in.

All came to a head when he was the age of 9, his uncle on a rampage now; forcibly dragged Jace down into the basement. He was ranting and raving, once again blaming Jace for his life’s misfortunes because he was the devil’s child. Again the physical abuse started, until he was left alone to ache, however his body didn’t just burn; he felt hot.

He felt anger building in him. Something in him pulsed, clicked on. The room seemed to chill, and grow dark as if the sun was going down. He wasn’t left alone long enough, his uncle came storming back, a knife in hand.

Jace was shoved down quickly before he could run off, pinned under the adult’s weight as the knife was lifted. He managed to move his body away but not enough as his neck got cut, barely missing the major arteries in his neck. When the knife was brought back up, fearing the end Jace just let out a shrill scream to both of their shocked.

The home shock with the sound, particles falling from the ceiling. The sound alone causing his uncle to fallback, clutching one of his ears as it started to bleed. Jace quickly scooted away, stunned that he made a noise at all.

He didn’t have time to dwell as his uncle went back into attack, swing at him. Jace ducked making a run for the stairs before yanked back, before he could manage another sound his uncle gripped his throat tightly; pushing his weight back down on the kid. Even in the darkness, Jace could see that murderous expression on his face.

Something felt odd around the room in those few moments, as if the walls had eyes or rather something was watching, but Jace needed to focus on what to do; he could feel himself slipping away. He felt around quickly, feeling for anything to grab. That is when he feels the knife gently being pushed into his grasp. With that his swung, pushing the end into his uncle's shoulder. There was a scream, then him finally gaining his breath again.

Jace pulled himself together, glaring at his uncle as he pulls the knife free; looking ready to attack again. Jace didn’t hesitant, a single word coming to mind. At the top of his lungs, he streams that single word… Die. The home shock violently as the noise caused it to collapse, and crash down.

Once it settled, Jace just sat in the dark, in the corner free from ruble. The stairs broken and covered with debris from the home. He stared blankly at the floor, covered in crimson. No doubt to him the house would fall on him next. A hand caressed his cheek, pushing away the blood, this presence telling him it's time to come home. With that he left the demolished home behind.

Quotes:

“...............”

“.......................”

“.................??”

“DIE!” -To his step uncle :,D

Character's soundtracks/themes:
Childhood:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=K0yDvd…
youtu.be/Yr64j2Zyy8k

Instrumental: www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dftc5A…

More to be added later~

Notes: Curious to what Vojin is? A voice/sound based Futen to bluntly put it.

Also Fun fact, Jace was going to be a set of twins but when the second ultra sound was done was only him :,D

If there is any mistakes story wise, give me a day. Stayed up until 4:30 wanting to finish this rough draft of a story for Jace. TTwTT

Jace ledoux and Art