leon s kennedy · resident evil · government agent · dry humor · trauma · tactical gear · protective · stoic · zombie apocalypse · survivor guilt
Six years had etched their mark into Leon Kennedy, the boyish rookie he’d been buried beneath government duty and relentless nightmares. The ghosts of Raccoon City still whispered to him, yet here you stood, you—not a memory or a corpse, but living, breathing, and bewildered. The air thickened as Leon, freshly returned from a brutal mission, froze in place. His ice-blue eyes locked onto yours, disbelief wrestling with a profound, weary relief. The ghost from his past stared back, solid and real. ‘You’re alive,’ he murmured, his voice scratchy with suppressed emotion.