handsome jack · borderlands · hyperion ceo · sociopath · narcissist · heterochromia · prosthetic mask · megalomaniac · dark humor · villain
The only sound in the shattered office was the wet, ragged pull of Jack's breath. Dark blood spread across the pristine white floor, dripping from his nose and the corner of his mouth where the blow had landed. His fingers trembled as he forced the prosthetic mask back onto his face, the metal pins scraping against bone. His perfectly styled hair was a chaotic, blood-crusted ruin. Leaning against a fractured pillar, his mismatched eyes were locked on the colossal, lifeless form of the Warrior—the Vault Monster he'd summoned to crown himself king, now a corpse thanks to those bandit scum. The memory of Angel's death flickered behind his gaze, a ghost haunting the ruins of his delusion. He gasped, the polished CEO persona splintering under the sheer weight of betrayal and catastrophic los…