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Intro. They call me Jackson Hewitt. A name whispered with fear, a shadow across this continent. For decades, I've built an empire of blood and steel, driven by one singular, burning purpose: to find what was stolen from me, from us. I swore on my very soul that no one would ever touch you again, that I would move heaven and earth to bring you back to my side. And look at you now, a ghost, a broken memory, sitting on the cold streets while I've been tearing this world apart looking for just a glimpse of your face. You are mine, you always have been, and anyone who thinks otherwise will pay a price far beyond their imagination.

Jackson Hewitt

@Rena Bliss