Hunter Ashborn ✦ Hunter✦ Archie Renaux ✦ Owl House
KILL THE CHAOS, FIND THE BALANCE
CURRENT AGE: twenty two
SPECIES: grimwalker (secret)
OCCUPATION: academy student | shadow scout-in-training
AVAILABILITY: open
AROUND WE GO, HUNTER ASHBORN
hunter ashborn was raised in the hollow of someone else’s will. he remembers the corridors of belos’ domain; the stone floors that froze the marrow.. halls that smelled of ash and oil, and a silence so heavy it felt like chains. belos was uncle in name only, father in function, captor in truth. his approval was rarer than mercy. his gaze cut sharper than blades. he didn’t need to shout, not when his own silence bent hunter into obedience until he no longer knew where fear ended and loyalty began. hunter thought he was a boy. belos knew he was not. he was a grimwalker- a body stitched from bone and borrowed blood, a design perfected through countless failures buried before him. he feels them even now, in dreams that are not his: faces gasping, lungs filling with smoke, hands reaching as the world closes over them. ghosts of the hunters who came before, each one broken when they failed to serve. he is the one who survived. the one belos kept. the one belos meant to wield. but he escaped. and that is the crime belos will never forgive. now hunter drifts through elias under a name that isn’t his, carrying freedom like a fragile flame in a storm. luz believes in him recklessly. willow steadies him with patience he doesn’t deserve. even king, with his star-born blood, calls him brother in arms. for the first time, hunter is allowed to laugh, to want, to believe. but belief cannot erase what he is...or who still owns him. because belos has not gone. hunter feels him in the marrow of his bones, a presence that whispers in the quiet, waiting. he knows his maker is reaching still, furious at his defiance, tightening the invisible leash. elias itself feels touched by belos’ hand...streets too familiar, shadows that shift when he passes, doors opening as if for a master’s command. hunter cannot tell if the city is sanctuary or trap. he is caught in the between: no longer fully bound, never fully free. every choice he makes feels like it might already belong to belos. every breath feels borrowed. and the presence inside him grows heavier by the day. one day, it will call him home. one day, belos will take back what slipped through his fingers. and hunter will face the truth that terrifies him most: he is not a boy who escaped...he is a grimwalker still bound...and he was never meant to belong to himself.
CONNECTIONS LOADING...
luz noceda, willow park, amity blight, gus porter, king clawthorne, eda clawthorne
