They call you Project Bloodshot, but you had a real name once. You were born, raised, maybe even loved. And at some point, some evil bastards filled your head with dozens of false memories to motivate you, restrain you, control you. And oh, what they made you do in the name of national security... But what if one of those memories wasn't false? What if you had a real wife and a child somewhere in the world who thought you were dead? Wouldn't you go through seven kinds of violent hell to find them? Congrats. Your wish is about to be granted...
