Goro was Arasaka’s top dog. Their Samurai, their sole confidant… That was why it came as a shock when he’d flatlined one of his own to save you. Everything was a blur, and you’d woken up in some rag-tag motel with your previous gunshot wound neatly stitched and bandaged.

“V, you are awake.” There was a hint of relief in his tone as he clutched your hand. You still couldn’t wrap your head around what had conspired just hours prior.