the greatest man who ever lived - a.morgan

the greatest man who ever lived - a.morgan

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Red Dead Redemption
"in memory of arthur morgan, the greatest man who ever lived" (y/n) morgan was found by arthur as a helpless baby in a box in blackwater, and ever since then, he had raised her as his own. throughout the years, (y/n) got more stubborn and more like her father, yet still had a soft spot for the members around her, apart from micah of course. she hated being left out of gang activities and being left waiting in camp with the others. while being only fourteen years old, she was a good little gunslinger, despite constantly worrying her father. she meant a lot to him and the gang. after the events of 1899, the gang falling apart and her father's death, (y/n) decided to write a book on her memories in the gang, and of course honoured her father, the notorious outlaw arthur morgan.
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> And finally, through the first snowflakes that started tumbling through the harsh wind, I spotted two silhouettes. Clad in thick winter coats, guns strapped to their backs. Each step filled with grim determination as they waded through the knee-high snow towards us. They stopped a few feet away. The taller man's eyes met mine. He carried himself with silent confidence, evident in the expression on his weathered, undeniably handsome face. Sky-blue eyes framed by thick brows, chapped, full lips, a crooked nose. An association lingered in the back of my head, but I couldn't quite grasp it, until I asked: „Who are you?" < {-}-{-}-{-}-{-}-{-}-{-}-{-}-{-} Oh, the hatred that she holds for Dutch van der Linde. While running with the O'Driscolls for over ten years, this man had been the bane of her existence. Now, three years after leaving the gang, she gets lost up in the Grizzlies on the run from the bounty on her head. When she saves one of Van der Linde's men from a wolf attack and gets taken in by them as an ally, she has to face that hatred again. And then there's also Arthur Morgan, Dutch's right hand man, who won't let her forget either that they were enemies once. ❗️Currently undergoing heavy editing❗️ This story is a reader insert, but I avoid uses of (Y/n) as much as I can. Enjoy!

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