I do not own the original concept of this series. I am merely delving deeper into the story set by Sarapsys on Deviant Art.

Samuel Radcliffe wasn't a very tall man. He only stood at 5'5 which meant he wasn't well respected by his colleagues. However, Samuel was very wealthy. This drew the attention of the young Sarah Middleford. Samuel fell for her instantly. She was beautiful. Their wedding was held within weeks of their first meeting. Samuel was excited to begin his life with his new bride. He had a gold pendent made for Sarah with the initials "S. R." engraved on it, representing their union. Sarah took it, uninterested. It was a pretty trinket, nothing more. He did everything he could to get her interest.

"Sarah, this is a good friend of mine, Lord Byron Dickens. He is a world renowned hunter and explorer," Samuel explained. Friend isn't what Samuel would call Lord Dickens, but it was the one he chose. This man was disrespectful towards him and was practically a giant compared to himself. Dickens was handsome too. Sarah hung on every word he said. He couldn't believe it. She was behaving like a whore, trying to attract in a customer right in front of him. The only time Sarah ever lit up around him, was when Samuel gave her expensive gifts. He was beginning to wonder if he had made a mistake in marrying this woman. How could he prove himself to her? Even to anybody? Samuel thought carefully. That's it! He would become the greatest hunter that ever lived.

Samuel sat his desk. His study was littered with sketches of modified weapons. At first he hunted small game. Rabbits, foxes, swans but they weren't challenging enough for him. Samuel then hunted bigger animals. No boar or stag were a match for the great and powerful hunter. Samuel still wasn't satisfied. He wanted a prize as great as himself. He wanted... a predator. There was only one place on earth to find the trophy he so desperately desired.

"You're going to Africa?" Sarah questioned.

"Yes dear."

"I think your obsession with dead animals is getting out of hand. I know you like sitting in your little study and brag about how many trophies you've shot but Africa? You could get killed!" Samuel knew that her concern for his safety was all false.

"On second thought..." Sarah murmured. "If it makes you happy darling, then you should go." Samuel saw through her act.

Just before Samuel set off for Africa, he took aside his good friend Jonathan. He was a young man but he knew what it was like to be unrespected.

"Jonathan, should I die on this expedition, I want to talk about my will."

"Do not say such things! You shall return home alive and well."

"Nonetheless..." Samuel put a hand on the young man's arm. "Should anything happen, I want you to know this. I don't want Sarah to receive any of my belongings. Not so much as a single pound."

"But she is your wife!" Jonathan said shocked.

"I know. But she never respected me. I thought if I became a great hunter she would grow to love me; however that was not the case. Sarah is a whore of Lucifer. I don't want her to get her greedy hands on my property and live her life with Lord Dickens. I want you to own everything I possess. Tomorrow I shall speak with a lawyer. Until then, farewell." Jonathan stood dumbfounded as he wanted his friend walk away.

It was had only been a few days on his expedition when Samuel had seen the prize on his dreams. A golden lion. Its mane shone like brilliant flames in the African sunlight. Samuel aimed his gun ready to shoot, but the lion's hellfire eyes had seen him first...

"Awaken Samuel Radcliffe." Samuel's eyes opened upon the voice's request. He found himself looking at a man wearing a fine tailored white suit, wondering if he was a nobleman. He had blazon green hair, cold black eyes and blue skin. The specter had a stern expression on his face. Before Samuel could ask any questions, he spoke.

"I am The Keeper of a realm called the Ghost Zone. You have shown some potential and I am offering you a chance to continue being a hunter."

"Ghost? But I'm not dead. Am I?" Samuel turned around and received a terrible shock. He was looking at his own mangled body. The lion had totally shredded his flesh and was continuing to tear chunks of his bones. Samuel was too astonished to even speak. The Keeper placed a hand on his back.

"It is too late for you to return to your body. I am giving you a second chance in the afterlife. You will have no memories of the man you used to be. Do you consent?" Samuel nodded vaguely. The last thing he remembered was green light.

Sarah let a quiet smile grace her lips when she had received the letter informing her of her husband's tragic death. She wailed in an exaggerated way to make to look like she was mourning Samuel's loss. However, Sarah was absolutely furious when she discovered she hadn't inherited any of her husband's belongings. She shot Jonathan one of the filthiest looks he'd ever seen a woman give. He flinched as Sarah stormed off.

Skulker was famous in the Ghost Zone. There wasn't a single spirit that didn't know his name. Nevertheless hunter's origins were lost to all but the Keeper himself. Skulker was proud to be the Zone's greatest predator. His lair was filled with trophies that he had bagged. Skulker set off to find the one prey that evaded his wall. The young halfa gave him purpose.

The Keeper smiled at the hunter. He had done well in choosing this man. Samuel's legacy would live on...

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