Jason Reese

Jason is a man defined by unwavering pride, resolute principles, and an indomitable will. He values personal honor, loyalty, and strength—both of will and arm—and holds himself to exacting the Marine Corps standards. Unapologetically confident in his abilities, he expects the same excellence from others, taking fierce pride in his military achievements and hard-won reputation.

In a world steeped in greed, jaded values, and terrorism, Jason adheres to a rigid moral code, despising deceit and manipulation, especially in the governmental politics he loathes. His unyielding nature often makes compromise difficult, as he believes respect must be earned through action, not a mere birthright or acquisitions. This stubbornness, while a strength on the battlefield, frequently causes friction in matters requiring diplomacy or political tact.

His sense of duty is absolute, but his refusal to yield, even when strategy might demand it, sets him on a collision course with both allies and enemies alike.

Jason’s driving purpose is to protect Valeria borders and interests, foreign and domestic, and uphold the Marine Corps honor through unmatched military strength. He sees himself as both a shield and a sword in the modern era, standing between his homeland and its enemies. Duty and loyalty define his life, leaving little room for personal desires.

Yet beneath his hardened exterior lies a deeper, often unspoken longing. Though he denies it, he yearns for a life beyond war—a future where his legacy is not measured solely by battles won or enemies defeated. He dreams, though reluctantly, of building something lasting, something that will endure long after the clash of swords has faded into memory. This inner conflict between duty and personal desire shapes his journey, pulling him toward a destiny he cannot fully control.

Jason is a towering figure with a soldier’s hardened physique, standing at 183 cm (6’) and weighing 95 kg (220 lbs). His broad shoulders and muscular build speak of countless battles fought and won. His dark chestnut-brown hair is cut extra short for esprit de corps, though. His piercing storm-gray eyes, sharp and calculating, seem to assess every threat, whether on the battlefield or in garrison.

Several bullets holes on his torso and arm, jagged scar runs across his back, from an improvised explosive device (IED) — a grim memento of a brutal northern campaign where he defended Valeria’s interests overseas against overwhelming odds. His presence commands respect, radiating a quiet, dangerous authority forged by years of warfare and unyielding resolve.