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He awakens in a grit-blown frontier, name on a star-shaped badge he never earned: Sheriff Zhou Yuan. First breath tells him two truths-bullets stitch closed like torn silk, and the dead man's muscle memory still draws iron faster than sunrise. With these twin coins he buys fear and respect, coffining outlaws until the town whispers legend.
One moonlit collar shatters the myth: the wanted man unfolds into wolf, clawing scripture older than Colt. Church riders arrive with silver and scripture, ready to brand immortals "fallen." Zhou buries the secret beneath badge, bible, bandage, then hunts horrors in the hills to whet himself sharper.
His ancestor's ink on antique charters earns a gilt ticket to the Federal Academy. A town is seed-graft right and it becomes city, state, kingdom-yet every branch he reaches for sways with another man's noose.
As his shadow lengthens, stranger things step inside: flame-skinned braves, gearwork prophets, storm riders on cloud-bison. Each duel unlocks marrow-deep chambers until the last clicks: devour a wraith, inherit its gift. Death on a leash, hunger for a compass, he walks one bootprint at a time toward the hour the continent must crown or crucify him.
In this land of unmade futures, will the man who cannot die become the New God of North America?