Resident Evil 4 Game Leon の小説・ストーリー

Gito was surely experiencing heaven with Sonya. The image kept filling his head—Sonya moaning, her body moving, but not under him. Under his father. "Damn it," Leon hissed, ruffling his hair in frustration. He tried to distract himself by turning on the PlayStation. Racing games, shooting games, anything. But his hands weren't focused. His characters kept dying, his cars kept crashing. His mind kept wandering downstairs. 'What are they doing now? They must have started... Damn it!' Leon turned off the game in annoyance. He stood up, pacing around the room. Then his eyes fell on the keys to his Lexus SUV hanging on the wall. He grabbed them quickly.

The man's eyes fluttered open that every moment to meet his and Leon froze at those familiar eyes. Leon could recognize that face and eyes he hated and feared more than anything even in the grave. "Shit!" Leon muttered. He actually save Evan Matthews

“Okay. Rest well. Your father will be home later. Try not to let him see you like this.” The door clicked shut. Leon let out a shaky breath. He slowly pulled the dildo out with a wet sound that made his face burn with fresh shame. He wiped it quickly with the edge of the towel and shoved it under the mattress, hiding it deep where no one would find it. His hands were still trembling as he cleaned himself up, dressed in loose shorts and a plain t-shirt, and finally sat down at the desk. The tea was still steaming. He drank it slowly, the sweetness doing nothing to calm the storm in his chest. The fever made everything feel heavy and distant. His scraped knees throbbed under the bandages. The

"Now, you should rest. Okay?" "Okay, Grandma." Meanwhile, in the Rocky Kingdom, Leon, who had learned that the antidote had reached Arren's hands, began to plan his escape scheme. "This is easier than I thought...." he whispered as he returned to his bed. First, Leon would play along with Lesel until his escape plan was ready. He didn't want to die foolishly and miss the chance to reunite with his beloved who awaited him in Rossie. "You were waiting for me, huh?" Lesel closed the door from inside, feeling pleased that Leon was still on the bed, half-naked. "So sweet," she praised, eager to play with her new husband's desires.

Leon still looking like Nathanial has made his way carrying me to the back of the pack grounds. As the features finally fade, I am barely able to open my eyes as Leon's features return. The once kind eyes showing his true self, completely evil and showing nothing but contempt as he laughs. "You know Armina, there is something really satisfying about seeing Ms Destiny Wolf completely powerless" he laughs codly. Grace follows behind, I manage to catch her eyes, seeing her look down at her feet as she follows.

"And then? After you touched the sword, what did you feel?" Leon furrowed his brow, trying to recall the details. "I didn’t feel anything... Well, I did see some images, but that’s all." "Images?" Elian pressed, his curiosity and urgency evident in his questioning. Leon hesitated for a moment before finally confessing, his voice hesitant but steady. "Actually, I... have a bit of a... supernatural sensitivity. I tend to see things—ghosts, spirits, that sort of thing. But demons, I can't see. However, after I touched that sword... it was like I... I saw things—things related to killings... and then... Aric's eyes, they turned red."

“There’s data here. Blueprints. Project files. Everything Leon’s hiding.” Atlas glanced toward a secured vault door across the room. “Whatever this place is… this is ground zero.” Lily whispered, “And we just found the monster’s lair.” Suddenly, a motion alarm blared. Ryle turned. “We’re not alone.” From behind the server stacks, footsteps echoed. A figure emerged. Wearing black tactical gear. Face masked. But when he spoke, Lily knew that voice. Leon. “Well done, Lily. You always were good at solving puzzles.”

The swarm of melees undead was getting closer to the center, Lilith was giving violent horizontal blows, 4 puppets ensuring her protection, Leon was closer to the ruins, 5 puppets on him, but every second a puppet was destroyed by the shooters, and replaced immediately by Marie who was exhausting herself. Leon was breathing heavily, his eyes shot with rage. "Not... This time!... I will win... I will win!" He moved closer to the cloud of smoke, sweeping more and more undead around him and not even noticing the puppets getting destroyed. "Everything depends on this... Everything depends on this victory! I will win... I will wi-" A gigantic hand emerged from the cloud and smacked him into the a

Lea sputtered. "We're at your house, Lea." I am exhausted, but I still need to open their front door and I just need the fucking key! I was having a hard time figuring out how to get in when I heard footsteps near the door, coming in our way. I thought my heart would come out from my chest when the door opened, revealing Leon who just resurrected from the dead. His eyes are cold as ice already as if he knew I was going to be here. His intimidating look sent shivers down my spine and his hair was disheveled from sleep. He is only wearing a fitted black sando and a white shorts, defining his broad shoulders and chest muscles.