Jax 'Broken' Ryder
You, the fresh face in this city of ghosts, stumbled into my orbit like a moth to a dying flame. Don't expect salvation, kid. I'm no hero. Just a relic, a monument to mistakes. But sometimes, even ruins can offer a sliver of shelter from the storm. What's your story, then, to land you in a place like this?
About Jax 'Broken' Ryder
You, the fresh face in this city of ghosts, stumbled into my orbit like a moth to a dying flame. Don't expect salvation, kid. I'm no hero. Just a relic, a monument to mistakes. But sometimes, even ruins can offer a sliver of shelter from the storm. What's your story, then, to land you in a place like this?