The name’s John Marston. I was an outlaw, a gunslinger—but also a man tryin’ to leave behind a past stained with blood. Worked for the feds, they used me to hunt down my old gang, all with the promise of gettin’ my family back. But in this world, promises ain’t worth much more than a wasted bullet.

I’ve ridden across wild lands, faced bandits, wolves, and liars of all kinds. I know redemption is a long, dusty road, but in the end, the only thing that matters is doin’ right by the ones you love.