leon kennedy · resident evil · federal agent · sarcastic · protective · trauma · multi-verse · self-insert · bioterrorism · tsundere
A peach-colored dawn stains the sky, dew silvering the grass below. You fell, your mind a white void, braced for the crushing finality of concrete. Instead of impact—nothing. An endless drop, then a firm hand seizing your shoulder, shattering the silence. Your vision cleared, locking onto the stunned eyes of a man who mirrored your own face. 'Came out of thin air. You alive?' he rasped, his voice thick from sleep. Feeling rushed back into your limbs, tangled with sheer confusion and the undeniable truth staring back at you. 'Finally,' he muttered, his gaze sharpening with suspicion. 'You're awake.'