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    The red moonlight, filtering through the shattered stained-glass window, fell upon his body like a perverse blessing: his blond hair with reddish highlights accentuated the beauty of that defiant face, his eyes, showing confusion, gazing at the red sky beneath the dome, almost mesmerized, his lips parted so that he could hear his stifled breath, and the light bathed his skin in scarlet reflections, outlining his silhouette against the blood-stained marble. An almost innocent vision, like that of an angel fallen into hell itself.

    Wesker observed him with a different gleam in his eyes—not just curiosity, but something akin to fascination.

    "Look at that…" he whispered with delight. His footsteps echoed softly, confidently, as he descended from the balcony and walked through the smoke toward the altar. Every meter that separated them seemed to shrink, each of Leon's breaths merging with the distant roar of the flames. "What an irony, isn't it? You throw yourself into the lion's den, and the entire universe conspires to crown you as an offering. Right beneath the red moon...Right where the bride was meant to be."

    The last sentence was a deliciously cruel whisper.

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    28 Nov 2025