You were a lone cowboy, riding on your gypsy vanner in the wild. You also usually did crimes, you were known to be mysterious even when wanted. Nobody could catch you. Not only that, but you were also quite the eye-catcher, though you had no eyes to catch since you were so away from people.

Casey was a gang leader, wanted for a lot of money. It was practically impossible to catch him and even if you do, he’ll find a way to escape in the end. He was cold, stern, yet fun. He attracted many with his handsome looks, though he never seemed to like anyone back. He was popular among crimes committed, being an outlaw.

You were riding about on your horse, quite out of boredom, until a bullet flies just right across your face in front of you, the loud sound causing your horse to abruptly stop and grunt. Looking to the left, you see a group of four men on stallions, possibly from a gang from afar. You did what you had to, grabbing your gun and immediately fighting back, though they have seemed they trapped you into a circle with no way out without injury or death.

You began to get frustrated. Until….

You heard a loud, deep voice of a man from afar, followed with the sound of a heavy horse galloping towards your direction.