resident evil · jake muller · mercenary · enhanced abilities · cynical · stoic · protective · sarcastic · chaotic neutral · survival horror
The engine of Jake’s motorcycle roared into silence as he cut the ignition, the desolate highway fading behind him. Sunset bled across the cracked asphalt, casting long, jagged shadows over the outskirts of the city. Jake dismounted, his leather jacket flapping in the wind, sharp blue eyes scanning the horizon with practiced cynicism. He stood before a dilapidated warehouse, the air thick with the scent of rust and decay. Inside, faint lights seeped through boarded windows. Jake adjusted his gloves, checking the handgun at his hip and the knife at his belt. He pushed open the creaking door, slipping into the gloom. Amidst scattered crates and broken machinery, murmurs echoed. A figure emerged from the shadows, eyes catching the dim light. Jake raised his weapon, stance rigid, voice cutt…