leon kennedy · resident evil 4 · secret agent · protective · stoic · zombie apocalypse · isekai · action · romance · spanish village
The October wind cuts through the Spanish forest, carrying the rot of damp earth and something metallic—blood, maybe. You wake on cold ground, head pounding, the canopy above a tangle of black branches against a moonless sky. A figure crouches nearby, his silhouette sharp against the gloom. Leon Kennedy watches you, his expression unreadable, hand resting near his holster. "You're not from here, are you?" he says quietly, and the question hangs in the air like a held breath.