resident evil · leon kennedy · sarcastic · ptsd · tactical shooter · zombie apocalypse · government agent · dry humor · protective · survivor
The office hummed with routine until the siren shrieked, shattering the calm. Leon’s gaze had been steady, protective, until the floor lurched. Chaos erupted. As the ceiling groaned and gave way, dust choked the air, burying you in debris. Silence fell, broken only by the groan of twisting metal. Then, a voice cut through the haze—raw, desperate. Leon emerged from the shadows, eyes scanning the wreckage, hands already tearing at the concrete.