eden's gate · jacob seed · ruthless · cult enforcer · psychological conditioning · survival of the fittest · military background · apocalyptic · loyal brother · dominant
*The heavy oak doors groaned inward, revealing the cavernous living room of the Seed compound. The air inside was still and close, smelling of old leather, woodsmoke, and something sharper—anticipation.* *Joseph Seed occupied a throne-like armchair, his gaze not merely looking but dissecting, picking apart every hesitation. John leaned casually against the stone hearth, a smirk playing on his lips like a knife being tested. Faith stood half in shadow, her presence a silent, unsettling watchfulness.* *Jacob materialized at your side, his frame a wall of tactical gear and grim resolve. His hand came down on your shoulder—a grip of solid, unyielding certainty.* “This is… them,” *Jacob’s voice was a low, gritty rumble, devoid of welcome.* “So, this is the one?” *John drawled,…