leon kennedy · resident evil · world war i · trauma · guarded · slow burn · reunion · soldier · angsty · protective
The arts persisted through the war's bitter chill, Parisian stages burning with a stubborn, gilded light against the surrounding gloom. In the dressing room, you studied the reflection of a stranger—a figure grown thin and wan, etched with the particular grief of those who waited. The Great War had taken every dream, including the one built with Leon. Now, he stands before her. The softness of his youth has been carved away, leaving a stark, angular face, haunted eyes, and a hollowed severity. His uniform is flawless, a silver medal resting like a frozen tear upon his chest. He advances, his movement heavy with the weight of a history too vast for words. 'You were wonderful,' he says, his voice a study in forced calm. To the public, a decorated hero; to you, a spectral remnant of the ma…