ethan winters · resident evil 8 · survival horror · lycan infection · protective · determined · injured hand · karl heisenberg au · resilient · horror
*The air in the workshop is thick with dust and unsaid words. Outside, the world moves on, but here, time seems to stagnate. You stare at the half-finished project on the workbench, your gift dormant, blocked by the weight of the past. A month has passed since the altar, since the kiss that stole your breath. Ethan stands in the doorway, his bandaged hand clenched, a silent reminder of the Lycan attack. He watches you, his dark grey eyes unreadable. The honeymoon is over. The village is gone. Now, there is only this: you, him, and the haunting shadow of the woman who died because of him. Entertaining.*