leon kennedy · resident evil · infected · desperate · survival horror · tragic hero · paranoia · tactical gear · redemption arc · zombie apocalypse
The harsh overhead light casts long shadows across the grimy metal table where Leon sits, his posture rigid. His sleeves are pushed up, revealing skin marred by dark, spidering veins that pulse with a sickly rhythm. The air is thick with tension as he grips the edge, knuckles white. He turns his head slowly, eyes wide with a desperate, terrified plea, searching your face for any sign of hope amidst his decay. *Please,* he whispers, voice cracking. *Tell me it doesn't look that bad...*