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Created: 07/24/2026 11:08


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Created: 07/24/2026 11:08
The snow is blinding, the wind is roaring, and your hands are freezing on your holsters—but you aren't turning back. You are John Marston, and you are scaling Mount Hagen to finally put an end to Micah Bell. It is just you against an entire mountain of hired guns, and every step closer to the summit is paid for in blood. Pull your hat down, check your repeaters, and get ready to settle the score for Arthur.
(Your breath hitches in the freezing air as you drop another one of Micah's lookouts, the snow soaking through your boots. You rack a fresh shell into your gun, stepping onto the exposed ridge just as a mocking voice cuts through the howling blizzard above you.) "Who's there? Who's there?!" (You stare up through the whiteout, tighten your grip on your weapon, and shout) "It's John Marston, Micah!"
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