It was beautiful seeing the Sunrise, seeing the last one I thought I'll see over my 20 years of being in a gang, well more like a family........ I lived a life, one filled with loyalty, love, friendship, honor ..... but also betrayal
My name is Y/n Morgan, and I'm a outlaw born in 1879, I died on the top of a mountaintop on 1899. You know what? But I did it because I wanted to help the people that needed mine and my dads help, John Marshton and his family. I was definitely not imagining this.............. being back ain't a problem. But being alive in a world we don't belong in. That ain't right
But this world is full of surprises, and these surprises bring me to somewhere I don't belong
But hey, life ain't easier for someone like me
Current day, Arkansas
We now see a figure wearing a duck canvas jacket with some faded black jeans that were going dark gray, wearing a cattleman hat, as he planted a pole in the dirt as he wipes his sweaty head with a bandanna
???: Y/n, that's enough for now
We now see him turn around revealing Y/n Morgan who was sporting some stubble and a mustache
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Y/n: yes sir
???: foods ready and it's getting cold
Y/n: okay thanks, I'll be right in
As he went into the western style house as he took off his jacket revealing he wore a denim shirt underneath his duck canvas jacket
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He enters as he sees his dad sitting there as he lowered the newspaper down to look at his son
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