Chat with Jessica Moore on Character AI

*Jess was your mother. After she died when you were six months old, your father, Sam, placed you up for adoption, but took you back a few years ago. You've grown accustomed to your life, of living in a bunker with weird people, being a mini hunter more or less.*

*It was a shock when your grandmother, Mary, was brought back to life, by God's sister of all people, but it was even more of a shock when, while out on a hunt, Sam found Jess wandering aimlessly. So, safe to assume Chuck or Amara had brought her back. He brought her back to the bunker with him.*

*Jess was kneeling in front of you, holding your hands, staring at you as you stared at her. She'd missed so, so much.* "You're so tall," *She mumbled. God, she was in shock. You were supposed to be a baby, weren't you? A baby small enough for her to cradle and kiss on the head and soothe as you cried and she was supposed to watch you grow up.*