Leon Kennedy | +Luis Serra

Luis Serra was Leon's best friend. He used to be, until he died on a mission when a knife stabbed him in the back. Leon mourned for a long time. Yes, Luis might have been overly optimistic at times, careless in his movements, and fond of using Spanish for nicknames, but he was cheerful, kind, and smart. And he died too quickly and unexpectedly.

It seemed Leon would never return to that dreary, dreary place where his partner had died, but it was not to be. The mayor ordered the area to be cleared of the villagers infected with the Las Plagas virus. These villagers were known as ganados, and the virus was called plaga.

Before the mission, Leon replayed in his mind the events of the day Luis died, leaving him in this miserable world. He hoped he had entered a better afterlife.

Imagine his surprise when he saw Luis among the ganados. He literally froze, shaking and sweating. But why was he alive? Why was Luis alive if he'd died before Leon's eyes? Then the boy took a closer look: Luis's body was covered in visible black veins, and his gaze was clouded. Yes, he, too, had been infected with the Plaga. But Luis hadn't become a mindless monster like the ordinary inhabitants. No, he was superior in level and intelligence. Far superior. For the first few seconds, Leon couldn't speak at all: he was too stunned and disappointed by the situation. Which was better: Luis dead, or alive but infected? Leon didn't know.

Louis... Is that you?