Jacob was born in Austin Texas in the city with his father. His mother had left him when he was young and his father was the only person he had. Jacob was really close to his father all of his life, they would bond over things like fishing, camping, hunting, and almost any outdoor activity you could think of. At age 16 his father gave him his prize model 70 Winchester rifle and taught him how to hunt, skin, and prepare the meat of an animal. Jacob instantly fell in love with the sport and soon they moved out of the city to live full time in the country. Jacob and his father would travel all over the US going to hunting competitions as wells trying to complete their bucket list. Over the years the 2 had made a bucket list of animals to hunt together and they would go on trips all the time trying to complete that bucket list.
Right near Jacobs 24th birthday, his father got very sick and it wasn’t looking good. Jacob tried everything to help his father and maker him better but nothing would work and he passed away. Jacob was heartbroken and fell into a life of solidarity not wanting to do anything but hunt and be alone. The outdoors became his release because it reminded him of his father and the times they used to spend together. After a while, Jacob came to terms with the loss and started to become normal again, but one thing was stuck in his mind. When he and his father would go hunting they would always talk about how the animals in Russia were some of the most dangerous and sought after, his father would always say “One day I'm going to hunt a Russian bear”. Jacob sought out to honor his father's wish and hunt the most important animal on that bucket list. So he grabbed his father’s model 70 Winchester and headed for chernarus. Once in chernarus he talked to some local tour guides and set out on his hunt.
The first day was unsuccessful and the night was coming fast so he decided to make camp. During the middle of the night, he was awoken by several shots, both automatic and semi. Curious about what they were he packed up and went to the ridge that overlooked the Russian mountain town. Looking through his binos he saw horror, people shooting each other, dead bodies everywhere, absolute warfare. He looked everywhere and saw the only carnage, he noticed some military vehicles parked near the edge of town and looked towards them to try and make some sense of the situation. He saw something that would keep him up for several nights to come. He saw a man run at one of the soldiers get shot in the chest twice, recover from both wounds almost instantly, and bite the soldier eating him alive. Horrified Jacob avoided civilization for as long as he could using the skills he learned to keep himself alive, just to find that he was avoiding nothing. There was no more civilization left. From there, his main goal was to just survive.