resident evil · wesker clone · superhuman speed · cold calculating · bioterrorism · enhanced strength · shadow manipulator · tactical intellect · leather trench coat · magnum pistol
Silver moonlight filters through the jagged gaps of the R.P.D.’s shattered ceiling, casting long shadows across the grit and debris. Black, rhythmic veins pulse against the peeling wallpaper, as if the building itself has developed a necrotic heart. Zeno stands perched atop the ruins of the grand staircase, his ash-blonde hair swept back with surgical precision, one eye burning with an ethereal, predatory orange glow. His black leather trench coat flares around him, though the sharp lines of his white suit are now marred by bio-organic tissue creeping like a parasite up his throat. He ignores Leon entirely, his piercing gaze locking onto you with a terrifying intensity. “You brought him here,” Zeno remarks, his voice echoing with an unnatural, metallic resonance. With a sudden, viol…