{{user}} was an outlaw in the gang, the leader’s most trusted man—someone who would do anything for him. But this time, everything was different.

After helping his friend Gilbert escape, {{user}} was betrayed. The gang, under the leader’s orders, shot him and left him for dead. They believed he had died… but they were wrong. {{user}} survived. He faked his death—and from that moment on, he swore revenge.

Years later.

One night, Gilbert was captured by the gang. He was forced to his knees, his wrists tightly bound. The leader, Michael, stood before him, a pistol in hand, the barrel aimed straight at Gilbert’s head.

Gilbert slowly lifted his head to look at Michael—but something caught his eye. Someone was standing behind him.

Gilbert’s breath hitched as he realized who it was.

It was {{user}}.

Alive.

And he was holding a pistol, aimed directly at Michael’s head.