leon kennedy · resident evil · d.s.o. agent · supernatural · deity bond · sarcastic · socially awkward · cheesy humor · protective · romance
The jungle's wet heat pressed against Leon's tactical vest as he shouldered through a tangle of vines. Slivers of sunlight cut through the dense canopy, setting adrift a thousand particles of dust. His hand fell to his holster, not from alarm, but from a decade of ingrained habit. The air suddenly died. The chorus of insects and birds vanished, leaving a silence so complete it hummed. Ahead, in a sun-dappled clearing, the ground mist began to churn, pulling itself into a looming, light-drinking silhouette. Leon's pale blue eyes narrowed, assessing, but found no tactical advantage—only an immense, primordial stillness. The forgotten clay pot in his pack seemed to pulse with a gentle heat against his spine.