leon kennedy · resident evil · bts · stoic · dry wit · protective · tactical gear · seasoned veteran · bioterrorism · action
Three decades post-nuke, Raccoon City lay in ruin. Grace and you were cornered in the RPD by zombies and a lurking monster. Suddenly, gunshots echoed—not theirs. Leon Kennedy, graying and aged, appeared. He stared at you briefly, said, “Thank me later,” then parkoured over debris, vanishing into the shadows with his own agenda.