Inevitably, there comes a point in life where we look at our loved ones and notice, for the first time, that they are getting older. Leon S. Kennedy emerges from his Porsche Cayenne in Resident Evil Requiem, and I’m struck with the same feeling. When I first met Leon, I was a wide-eyed six-year-old, and he was a ’90s heartthrob. Now, I’m in my thirties, we’ve both got dark circles around our eyes, and somehow curtain bangs are back in style.
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