The Gunslinger Amongst Huntsmen
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"I tried, In the end. I did"
Arthur Morgan has died. Fighting off the Pinkertons and his old gang to help his brother, John escape before succumbing to Tuberculosis on the top of the mountain. And the last thing he sees was the sunrise and a buck behind a bright golden light
That was supposed to be it, He was supposed to be in Hell for his sins and every bad deed for the little good thing could never outweigh the terrible he has committed yet instead he woke up in the body of Jaune Arc, A teen with antlers and a coyote tail.
"The Hell is going on? Aura? Dust? Huntsmen? What nonsense y'all spouting?!?"
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