Discovered

He stood up and remade his bed before leaving his tent and looked around and noticed Thomas, Jeff and Ryan talking not too far away. He walked over to them and greeted them. Thomas looked at him then Jeff and Ryan. He looked ready to ask something but after a moment didn't speak.

Jasper spoke seeing none of them talking, "I finished cleaning my tent sir. Is there something wrong?" Thomas paused and asked, "What happened to make you go from scared of everything to a determined brave person in only three months? I know you got hit by that bus but there is no way for one to change so much in a short amount of time."

Jasper blinked before thinking. He was unsure if he should tell the truth or not. If he did would he be attacked or locked up or something else? He didn't know but from the looks he was getting from both Thomas, Jeff and Ryan he knew he needed to answer as they looked to be questioning his identity.

Jasper made up his mind and took a deep breath speaking, "I am a transmigrated soul from another world. I have the memories of the previous owner of this body.." He looked at them nervously.

They stared at him in shock before Jeff spoke, "you… If you're not Jasper then who are you?" Jasper spoke, "I am Jasper just not your jasper. I have your Jaspers memories but.." Jeff spoke, "You are Jasper but you're not jasper?" Jasper sighed and nodded, "Yeah…"

Ryan spoke, "If you have Jaspers memories and… Wouldn't you still be Jasper?" Jasper sighed, "I should have just said something sooner. Me and the original Jasper of this body are nothing alike. Though why didn't you start questioning sooner?" Ryan spoke, "we just thought it was the accident but when Thomas told us about your skills in fighting and the bloodlust... we knew something wasn't right… We need to tell the master and grandmaster."

Jasper nodded softly nervousness in his eyes, "That is for the best. Though what to do now?" Thomas spoke up at that moment, "You will remain in your tent until further notice from the master and grandmaster." Jasper was going to say something but closed his mouth and nodded, "Very well…"

Jasper turned and went back to his tent. He was worried about his future in this world now that he was exposed. He hadn't told them before as he was both injured and far too weak. Even now he was still weak but he could at least manage to survive on his own if thrown out. Although if they just decided to kill him he would need to escape which he wasn't positive he could. Until then he could only wait for their sentence.

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Chance barged into John's study and went straight up to him. He had an angry look on his face and was in no mood for formalities. He slammed his hand on the heavy wooden desk making it shake from the force of his hit.

"What the hell is this news! Jasper is still my grandson! Why are you trying to kick him out!" John sighed looking at his father, "Father.. I know what you are saying but the Jasper we once knew is no longer our Jasper." Chance scoffed, "I was told he has all his memories from before the accident. He is still my Grandson! He is still Jasper. He is still your son!"

John sighed, "Father.. Yes I know this but he is no longer the same Jasper. His soul is not my son's" Chance scoffed, "you are wrong. He is still your son. What if what he is thinking he was transmigrated but in reality just regained the memories of a past life of his?" John blinked surprised, "how can you say this? He is no longer our jasper. We did not raise him"

Chance glared, "That is our Jasper. He may have other memories and changed quite a bit but he is still the same Jasper that grew up in our family. If you cannot see this then you need a good beating from your father." John groaned, "Father, I know what you are saying but he admitted he is not the same Jasper and is a transmigrated soul. The body may be the same but his soul is not."

Chance glared, "He is my grandson. No one goes through life without changing. I remember when you were younger you were scared of war but now you are the master of the city and conduct wars and battles often without fear." John groaned, "I know this father but my soul is still the same soul I was born with. I am not someone completely different in someone else's body!"

Chance glared unhappily, "You foolish boy, Jasper is still your son no matter whose soul is in his body. You cannot disown your son. He is your son by blood and body. He may not have the same soul but he has the memories of his childhood of this life. What if he only regained the memories of a past life and is thinking he was transmigrated? He is still your son no matter what!"

John looked at Chance and sighed, falling silent thinking. It was hard for him to accept what his father said but at the same time what he said was true. The body of Jasper was still his son's. Perhaps the soul was different or maybe what his father suggested was true as well. What if Jasper wasn't transmigrated but only regained memories and thought he was transmigrated?

John sighed, "Ok.. I will give him a chance. You are right his body is still that of my son's. And, perhaps his soul is the same and is confused as you say but… this will take time for me." Chance nodded softly, "So, you won't try and send him away?" John nodded, "I won't. But, He must prove himself that he really is my son and worthy of his blood."

Chance sighed, "I will take that at the least. You didn't care before so I see no reason for you to care now but so long as you don't try to kill him or chase him away I will let it go." John nodded softly and rubbed his forehead, "I will tell all those who know of this not to let this out. But I will have someone watching over him from the shadows."

Chance nodded softly before turning and leaving John's office. John sighed going into deep thought. He was worried about what the future held. He didn't know if his plans would go well or if he could use this to further his plans. He knew he could only wait and see. Although he couldn't shake his worries for the future.