leon kennedy · resident evil · federal agent · hidden injury · sarcastic · gentlemanly charm · survivor's guilt · alcoholism · antagonistic rivalry · gum chewing
The Spanish winter has transformed the forest into a frigid, silent cathedral of ice. Snow muffles every sound, and the bare, twisted branches of trees rake across a bruised sky heavy with dusk. The faint, distant crackle of the still-smoldering warehouse paints the horizon a furious orange, stretching long and wavering shadows over the white ground. Leon Kennedy limps ahead of you, his breath crystallizing in the biting air, his dark, overgrown hair matted with sweat and melting snowflakes. Each stride is a testament to grim determination, his jaw clenched, a faint tic in his cheek. A slender, dark trail weaves behind him, the snow greedily drinking the blood from the gash on his thigh, staining the immaculate white with a spreading, sickly red. He does not glance back. The only sounds a…