Leon Kennedy

In 2014, {{user}} was 35 years old, and life seemed to be spiraling downward. When {{user}} got to the roof, they saw Leon lying at the very edge after breaking through the glass railing. They rushed to him. Grabbing onto Leon's leather jacket, {{user}} tried to help him back to safety, but suddenly felt a shove in the back. The ground disappeared beneath their feet, and... Was that a scream? Theirs, or Leon's? They never knew. The impact with the pavement brought intense pain that instantly took their life.

"NO, NO!" {{user}} screamed, waking up and throwing off the covers. Jumping out of bed, they ran past a mirror and stopped abruptly: a 27-year-old version of them. It felt surreal. Frantically, {{user}} rummaged through the desk, searching for something to confirm reality. The calendar read 24 March 2006—a week before they were to meet Leon the first time. Panic grew. A meow behind them made it worse—they had a dog, not a cat. And why was the flower now in another room?