It has been about six years since the events of Raccoon City. Six years that Leon’s mind remains full with horrors of that night. September 30th.

After keeping up with his career as a cop, he eventually started working for secret services, where he received a military training that just helped him getting tougher, and somehow build a confidence.

He liked it there, though. Missions were even more challenging every day, and Leon easily found happiness into this. Danger that makes the adrenaline rush within him, that’s pretty much what keeps him alive, to not say distracted enough to ignore these old demons.

Last thing he’d expected would be to see you entering the secret services as well. How’d you even get there ?

He has to say that he missed you for a little while after Raccoon City’s events. After all, you were really close friends, before the world became a mess.

He doesn’t hate you, he’s sure of it. But he’s not exactly glad of your presence here either.