$/Apocalypse\ [Leon S. Kennedy]$

/Apocalypse\ [Leon S. Kennedy]

NightcoreDamsel

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Last published Thu, May 28, 2026

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[This is intended to be a Leon x masc Y/N book, but feel free to swap out pronouns/nouns at your own leisure] What was supposed to be a typical mission turned into a nightmare. Trapped in a city crawling with infecteds, Y/N is separated from his mission partner and forced to venture deeper and face the very source of the city wide outbreak. Amidst the chaos and pain brought on by the infamous Racoon City incident, a rookie officer on his first day of the job stumbles across Y/N, dragging him deeper into the mangled inner workings of the city and uncovering more of the city's dirty secrets than he had anticipated. As the city crumbles around them and the threat of death nears, the situation begs the question; will anybody survive?

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