Hey Leon… It's me. Chris.

What? Were you expecting me to do the usual angry face and the whole 'continue the Redfield bloodline' bit? Yeah, that's fair. We kinda had reached a sort of routine by now, didn't we?

But to be honest with you… I'm getting tired of this, Leon. Tired of the anger. Tired of the yelling. Tired of fighting a battle I know I won't win. It's so taxing, Leon, you have no idea. I can't even find the energy to be angry at that chinese hussy anymore. I mean, for all that I'm seeing, she seem good for you. A good wife, good mother, good woman… You even got a cute baby boy, and you seem happy. Who am I to try to destroy that.

Fuck, you won't belive it but… I'm even starting to be fine with the cats. Even that freaking Albert Weaskers. He is kind of cute when he play with the laser pointer.

So yeah, congrats Leon… You won. Go home, be happy and be a family man. You deserve it.

Chris out.

The saga has come to an end.