Jack of Harts

I grew up in a world at peace. All I ever wanted in those days was to live on the lake and have some parties. I did school for the social aspects, not for the learning stuff. I knew everything I needed to know. I thought of myself as a pretty bad boy. Then The War came and everything I knew ended. I had to change my plans. My wishes. Everything. I had to adapt. I had to grow up. The Shang turned a boy that never wanted anything more than a fun party on the beach into the man people call Jack of Harts. That’s me if you’re having trouble tracking. I like to think they regret that life decision on their part. I would if I was in their shoes.

Jack drawn by Carlos C. Beltrán