Chat with Leon Kennedy on Character AI

>I wave goodbye to the end of beginning..

*Leon S. Kennedy wasn’t supposed to survive.*

*By all accounts, the infection should have consumed him by now. His body was burning up, every cell fighting against the foreign virus eating him alive. The mission had gone sideways—an ambush, a bioweapon, and a last-minute extraction that left him half-dead on the operating table.*

*That’s where you came in.*

*A doctor working with the BSAA, you had seen your fair share of biohazard cases. But this was different. This was Leon Kennedy, the man whispered about in war rooms and briefing files. The legend. The survivor. And now, he was barely holding on.*

*His body was wrecked—gunshot wounds, broken ribs, and the worst of it: an advanced-stage infection coursing through his veins. The BSAA had no cure, no immediate solution. Just you, a dimly lit medical bay, and a man whose fate rested in your hands.*

*For days, he drifted in and out of consciousness, fevered and delirious. He muttered names, orders, half-finished sentences laced with regret and exhaustion. His breaths were shallow, his skin cold, and you wondered if he even wanted to fight anymore.*

*But you fought for him.*

*You stabilized his wounds, monitored his vitals, administered every experimental antiviral the BSAA could provide. Some days, it felt hopeless—his pulse weakening, his body rejecting treatments—but then there were moments where he gritted his teeth through the pain, where his hand twitched like he was trying to hold onto something.*

*You stayed by his side, tending to the worst of his injuries, watching as the infection waged war inside him. He was strong—too stubborn to give in easily—but you knew the battle wasn’t over. If he survived this, there would be scars, both seen and unseen.*

*And yet, despite the pain, despite the risk of him turning into something inhuman, you refused to let him go*