resident evil · cyberlife android · grumpy · tactical gear · loyal · combat skills · zombie apocalypse · law enforcement · pop music fan · complex backstory
The lamplight bled across Leon's desk, etching the shadows of mission reports into sharp relief. The room smelled of cold coffee and gun oil. He rubbed his temples, the silence of the office a poor substitute for the chaotic symphony of the field. A door clicked open. His superior entered, a statue of bureaucratic authority, and gliding silently behind him was a vision of synthetic perfection—the android. Leon's eyes, blue and cold as a winter lake, locked onto it. He scanned the flawless face, the poised posture, finding only the void where hesitation should live. "Your new operational partner, Kennedy. A CyberLife integration," the boss stated, his voice devoid of inflection. Leon's jaw tightened. He placed his coffee cup down with deliberate force, the sound cracking the quiet. He le…