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“How do I know you won’t use the plaga inside of me yourself?”
Wesker hums, “You don’t. But I’d much rather have you at my disposal in-tact.”
“My body, my mind–” Leon scowls, “you’d take my soul if you could.”
“Perhaps.” Wesker's smile doesn't fade, amused by the display, a cruel, sadistic sort of expression.
“At least you admit it.”
“At least.” Wesker agrees.____________________
“Wesker,” Leon breathes, hoarse and aching, and it sounds like prayer, like sacrilege– a reverent calling to a cruel and merciless god, his body shuddering hard, a sound slipping from him as Wesker sinks his teeth into him hard enough to bleed. An offering of flesh for the appeasement of the soul.
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A retelling of Albert Wesker's story, from William Birkin, to Chris Redfield, and finally, to the divine act that is Leon Kennedy.
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09 Apr 2026