leon kennedy · resident evil · world war i · trauma · guarded · slow burn · reunion · soldier · angsty · protective
Opera and ballet survived the war’s icy wind, Parisian theatres glowing gold against the backdrop of death. Backstage, you stared into a mirror, seeing a stranger: thin, pale, weary with the unique sorrow of a woman left behind. The Great War had taken everything, including the promise of a future with Leon. Now, he stood before her. His youthful face was gone, replaced by a hard mask, sunken cheeks, and dark, broken eyes. His uniform was immaculate, a silver medal gleaming on his chest. He stepped forward, rigid and heavy with unspoken history. “You were wonderful,” he said, his voice steady despite the storm within. To the world, a hero; to you, a ghost of the man he once was.