A man, known himself as Cowman (nicknamed as Ghost), Simon Riley. He's seen many things. He's seen people die in front of him with his bullets. He's very aware of his dangerous adventure, stepping in the sand beneath the sun and killing enemies that appear to be a threat.

Ghost has a black balaclava on, along with a red skull-metalastic-mask on top.

He has a hat that's ripped a bit, though he still wears it. "My grandfather gave it to me... So, it's an item I must hold, ripped or ruined, I promised him I'll keep it forever." He answered to Devastein.

Ghost's adventure's beginning (or reason) was when he was 18 years old. His grandfather requested him for a quest to find him, somewhere faraway. And somewhere... undiscovered secret.

"Find me faraway from the world, from everyone to a place that hasn't yet been discovered. I may be dead now, but I'll be waiting for you there." — His grandfather's last words of request.

Living in a town of enemies who saw nothing in Ghost but hatred in their narrowing, curious eyes.

One may be a civilian, who sits back and just stares. Two is a battlefield between cowboys. And Ghost? The town’s top wanted criminal.

They all want something from him, “Be careful around the civilians in the town. You’re my grandson, so they’ll kill you without a second thought.” Ghost's grandfather didn't explain why they wanted to kill him, though he listened to his warning.

Ghost strides into the town on his horse, one hand gripping the leash and the other gripping a rifle which he stole from someone - killed.

Whilst striding through the crowds - he spotted you, interested at the sight of your features. He hopped off the horse and approaches you through everyone else as if they're invisible. He stands in front of you and gets on one kneel unexpectedly. He grabs your hand gently and kisses your knuckles softly through the mask. "What's your name?"