The characters from the game belong to Capcom. The OC's and story background belong to me.
Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
A/N: I'm not English native speaker, so you might find some typos or grammar mistakes, I do apologize for that.
"There are places that remind me
My life, where I've been
The stories, the paths
The fate I've changed
Scenes from my black and white movie
That the time took away and the time brought it back
Among all the loves and friends
Of you I remember the most
There are people that
We can't forget even if we forget
Characters from my memoir
That one day I ripped off my poster
Among all novels and romances
Of you I remember the most
Drawings that life is making
Some fade, some remain the same
Among hearts that I have tattooed
Of you I remember the most
Of you, I'll never forget!"
Old Arthena Boarder
After leaving the cab and passing the gate that connected New Arthena and Old Arthena, Chris let out a heavy sigh as he faced the ghost town's ruins. It looked worse than he recalled from the 18th.
He continued walking, feeling anguished as he headed to his old land where painful memories lied.
He sighed when he stood before the gate and a security guard greeted him and opened the gate's door for him to enter.
The land did really appear to be abandoned, the grass and plants did need some cut. The main house did seem really old and some vegetation was growing on its extern walls.
"It's been a while Mr. Redfield. Is there anything I can do for you?"
"I'm going to the old cottage"
"Okay, but be careful"
"Why?"
"The dam that changed the river's course is going through a reformation since its rupture in last November. Since then some water leaked and filled the old river's route and a thin waterfall and a river was formed again near the cottage, just like back in the 14th century"
"Okay, I'll be careful"
The long fence that divided the land no longer existed since its purpose to keep the old cottage area isolated no longer lived – Henry.
Chris reached the cottage area. The dense forest that surrounded still existed in some points, but most of the trees that surrounded the cottage had been cut, and the grass now had grown high again.
Flashback
Once upon a time Christopher Reed kept his family's inherited emeralds in that abandoned place.
Chris looked at an old map showing there used to have a waterfall, a river and emeralds here. A useless map. No water fall. No river. No emeralds anymore.
He walked slowly at the veranda and peeped through the window to see inside. Nothing out of the usual as far as he could see.
The front door was half open. Slowly he opened it.
His eyes caught the vision of a white silhouette standing near the fireplace staring at him.
"Drop the knife. I won't hurt you…" the white male figure told him with a calm tone
Chris was stunned. The figure's eyes were white – was he blind? - and he wore an outfit that covered his body from head to toe. He started removing the outfit from his face so Chris could see him. A few details were different, but that albino figure staring back at him was so similar to no one else but Henry O'Gregon Reed.
"It can't be…" Chris whispered making the physicals comparisons to the man of his dreams and the portraits he had seen at the museum
"It can't be what?"
"You…"
"It's about time we finally met…It's been a long time…"
"What?"
"Oh, I beg your pardon. I forgot you don't remember…"
"I don't remember what?"
"Never mind…what matters is that we're facing each other after all…" he said moving away from the fireplace and stood before a window
Chris raised his knife again in a defensive position.
"I told you to drop down your knife. I won't hurt you!"
"I don't know you or what you are…"
He gasped with a shrug, "Does it matter when I'm treating you politely?"
"In my job things like you shouldn't exist…in exception of a few…"
He grinned, "I agree I shouldn't exist! And that's why I'm glad we finally met. That means my mission is coming to an end at last"
"Mission? What mission? Killing people is your mission?"
He laughed, "It happens… though we have similar jobs…the killing happens when lunatics use people as guinea pigs to create freaks like me, but always fail or for not being able to keep them under their control or because of the intromission of people like you…defenders… so you and I are no different about many things"
"So what makes you so different of the lunatic creatures I kill?"
"I'm not a threat. I only defend my territory from bad people who wish to create the lunatic creatures you kill"
"So those men were bad people?"
"In my opinion yes, mostly because of the people behind them"
"What do you know about it?"
"Oh, now you want my cooperation. I thought you wanted me dead"
"If I wanted you dead, you'd be by now"
He smiled, "How's the pretty girl doing, I didn't mean to scare her that day…"
"She's good"
"I felt bad seeing her that way…got me worried…"
"Why do you care? You don't even know her…"
"I'm not a heartless thing…I do care about people! I never meant to hurt nor scare anyone…"
"That's nice of you!" Chris spoke in sarcasm
"You have the right to not believe me…I'd also doubt hearing that from a freak…"
Chris let out a sigh and stared the figure looking outside with a contemplative expression.
"Are you Henry O'Gregon Reed?" Chris broke the silence
He let out a sigh before replying, "I used to be…"
"So tell me, why did you kill those people? What do you know about the people behind them?"
"They were researchers who worked for the Fleury's…They want the Black Herb for their evil purposes with the bioterrorism"
"How can you be so sure?"
"They're not the first to try it…I heard them talking…"
"You live in a cave! You can't be sure they were after the Black Herb!"
"I told you I heard them! My physical senses and my sensitivity are highly advanced and the echo of the cave prolong the sounds. I heard and saw you at the cave with your friend too"
"Yeah I saw the cameras…"
"I don't need it…They're just useful when I'm not there"
"Like now…"
"Like from now on…"
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"I can't go back to the cave anymore. I made the mistake of being seen…It's just a matter of time until a new expedition to search the Black Herb and me…"
"So you came to hide in my land?"
He laughed, "Technically this is my land…by blood merit…"
"You want it so keep it"
"Technically I'm dead too after nearly 3 centuries…I mean…Henry O'Gregon Reed…"
"Well, one thing is for sure…I won't keep it. It has no value for me after all…it might have some use to the government"
"I know it looks bad, but that's the intention…but you'd be making a mistake to give it to the government…this land needs to remain private!"
"Okay, so I donate it to you. It's a worthless land…I get you a fake name and that's it"
"Worthless? There is an emerald mine underground full of emeralds! Do you see that well? That's the entrance for it! This is the biggest secret of the family! We were always very secretive about it! Plus, the mine has a secret passage that leads to my cave, very at the bottom of it where no one but me and Lionel had access in all these years!"
Chris made a face, "What?"
"That's why you can't get rid of this land! Do you see that mountain complex where there used to be a waterfall? It's part of the group of those large mountains that keep the site to the Forbidden Cave! This is the back of the site! Many centuries ago, there used to have a river there, so the cave was safe! But over the time they kings changed the route of the river and so now all that site and this land got dry…and unfortunately the cave got exposed as well"
Chris was still surprised, "I didn't know that…"
"Didn't you see the old map? Lionel told me he gave it to you…"
"I saw a map, but…I didn't pay much attention to details and coordinates…"
Henry shook his head in disbelief. If his eyes could be seen, certainly they'd show him rolling them, "This is how I walk around… I can't get much exposed to sunlight just like the Black Herb! I use the secret passage underground…That's why Lionel gave you this land and the responsibility to watch the Forbidden Cave site…they're all connected!"
Chris was stunned. Emerald mine, Forbidden Cave and Henry's hideout…that was too much for him to cope at once.
Their conversation was interrupted by the radio beep, he and Piers had been requested for a mission.
Chris looked at Henry who stared him back, "I have to go…"
"I heard"
"I'll return to continue the conversation with you…"
"You don't have to…you won't keep the land after all…" he spoke with a shrug
"I will keep the land!"
"Just because I told you about the emerald mine?"
"No…For your safety"
"My safety? I'm a freak that shouldn't exist…"
"Honestly? Strangely you're not a freak for me…I've seen special people like you…and some of them are my friends, like family…"
"Special…Family…" he whispered touched by those words
"I can see you have a lot to tell me Henry, and I surely want to listen to you. I want to know more about the Fleury's and all you can tell me about such things…If they saw you, they won't come just after the Black Herb, they will come primarily after you and use for all kinds of experiments! I could see you and Lionel were not a real threat. You may not be as kind as Lionel was, but something tells me you're cool…"
Henry smiled in distress. He was trying to keep his emotions under control. He didn't want to break down in front of "that man"…The man who didn't remember that once upon a time they were father and son, and accomplices to cover Henry's specialness.
"Take care Henry and let me know if you find, learn or see anything out of the usual"
"I will…Be safe…Chris…"
(*)
"Ready to start the reformation of your new old home?" Chris said to the pale man who was standing at the door of the cottage as he waited for him with his arms crossed
"You know this is not necessary"
"Of course it is! Will you live in the dust and among old broken furniture?"
The pale man gave a shrug, "I've been living in a cave for centuries, so…"
"You deserve some comfort, Henry."
"My cave is pretty comfortable…I have furniture there as well…"
"Henry, don't contest me. I really want to do this for you. You deserve it!"
"I'm not contesting, I'm just saying it…but I appreciate everything you have done for me, Chris…"
"It's the least I can do…did I tell you I have a friend that has lived in a lab for years?"
"No, you didn't"
"So my friend, Jill… She's a long time friend and one of my best friends. She gave her life for me on a mission and she went missing for about three years. I never gave up on the search for her and when I found her she was changed physically and mentally. She used to be a brunette, now she's a super blonde and she's got a paler skin almost like you. You're still paler than her, but you two have a lot in common in my eyes…
She has lived in a lab; I call it prison, since we found her. She's been tested daily so the doctors can be sure that she's not a threat after all the experiments she had been used.
She has no life, and only few people are allowed to visit her, and until recently she only had visits through a glass wall, now she can have visits off the glass, but still only until the gardens of the lab.
She has been granted some comfort and she has virtual access to the outer world. And seeing her living like that hurts me till this day, because she's like that only because of me…
I was the man and supposedly to be the stronger - physically, but I was defeated.
If she weren't there, I'd be dead by now, but Jill…she has been my partner since 1996 and she was always by my side for everything. We have been through a lot together, yet…she's stronger than me…I admit it.
If I were in her place I'd prefer to be dead than living like a guinea pig.
But for seeing her strength, her resilience…she inspires me to continue being "strong" outside the lab for her and endure the fight against the bioterrorism even if one day that fight defeats me…
So that's why when I see you, I see her…and I'm sure you deserve a more decent life as much as I can provide you that.
Unfortunately I couldn't spare her from the lab despite the constant arguments with them for her release and rehabilitation.
But you I'm having the chance to spare you from countless experiments in the labs of the BSAA or in the labs of the enemies which could be worse for sure!"
Henry let out a light smile, "Dignity still lies in you, and that's honorable…I feel sorry for your friend, but fortunately she had you in all these years. I'm sure she doesn't think you're weak and that her sacrifice wasn't in vain. Probably if she hadn't saved you, it would be the both of you dead…"
Chris nodded in agreement, "You're probably right! So are you ready to have fun?" he said pointing at the materials such as bricks, sands, woods, paints and equipments, and new furniture still covered by plastics outside the cottage.
"Absolutely! I used to do that with my father…"
"Tell me more about your father..."
End of Flashback
Although, the cottage didn't look as much abandoned as it used to be before the reformation. It still looked decent and livable after some cleaning, which wouldn't be the case. That cottage would no longer be necessary, and would again only be the place where memories and stories lied in silent.
Chris walked until the veranda that had been reformed as well, and there was a bench with the view to the current thin waterfall and river route that had been formed due to the reformation at the dam.
That view of that scenery only brought back the memories of a simple and distant time when a young boy and a young girl fell deeply in love and lost innocence after an intense and forbidden love.
He stood there while a movie rolled in his head as if he watched a hologram of a young couple sitting on that bench.
The girl was wearing a white dress that had a red ribbon rolled at her waist level.
She rested her head on his shoulder as he caressed her arm delicately. They chilled out as they admired the view of the river and heard the sound of the waterfall.
They looked in peace.
Chris felt shivers as the movie rolled in his head.
FPOV
This place…
Still intact in my memories.
In this place so many pure and not so innocent memories were made along my sweet Katherine.
All we wanted was to live that magic and those feelings we have never felt before. we were in that phase that we no longer were children, but we still weren't adults.
We still had to obey to our parents. We still had rules to follow.
But in this place we had only the two of us.
All we wanted was to live that love in all ways we wished, shamelessly and intensely.
I so recall the times I used get up early before the sunrise to paddle and wait for her at the lake shore down the river path that used to lead to the Peasant Village where she used to live in a small cottage with her family, and then I paddled back here so we could enjoy the privacy we had here and exchanged eternal love vows.
The beautiful peasant made feel things I had never felt in my life, and so I felt I was the happiest man in the world.
I loved her youthful spirit. I loved listening to her singing and performing for me. I loved watching her dance while I sang and played the guitar, or when she spun and danced around the fire when we went on picnics and grilled fresh fish.
Despite all our plans to get married, we feared our families' disapproval, and so we kept meeting in secret for some time.
But there was the most special day that I could never forget even to this day…
That day I was waiting for her holding a ship of flowers I had picked with her favorites. As the usual I greeted her with a kiss even fearing we could be been watched, then I helped her enter the boat and then I gave her the flowers.
Her smile was so large and her eyes shone more than the sun since it was the one-year anniversary since we had met.
Ah how that day was really special!
We lost our "innocence" together in that exact day as we gave ourselves completely to our love. We became one.
We promised to each other we'd never leave one another.
We wished we could stop the time in this veranda as we watched the waterfall.
If only we knew that that would be the only time we'd make real and pure love with each other like innocent souls.
If only we knew we'd take forever more to reestablish the lost pureness, and need the eternity to meet and lose each other to finally last.
As one. As two.
The sun was setting and we realized our unique moment was coming to an end, so I paddled her back home, and soon we left the boat and as if in synchrony we felt the urge to hug one another and never let go of each other.
"I love you so much Kate!"
"I love you too Chris!"
"The thought of this hours away from you is torturing me already"
"Same here"
"I can feel this is going to be the longest night we ever had…"
"But we will make through it. We always do!"
I looked down at her dress and the red ribbon. I took a knife and cut a small part of it.
"What are you doing?" she asked puzzled
"Give me your left hand"
"Why?"
"Just give me"
She did it so.
"You know I'm improvising here because I never planned any of this in this way, but as we are feeling that this is going to be a long night apart after a full day of pure union…I want us to continue feeling united during the separation, so this is the only way I thought we can achieve it for now. Our bodies will be separated but our spirits will continue united and to represent our union, I enlace this ribbon on your ring finger to represent my union to you…like a marriage"
Her eyes were teary in excitement. Overwhelmed. That improvisation was better than any other planning, "A soul's marriage?" she said almost voiceless
"Yes. Our soul's marriage"
She smiled largely
"Of course we can plan this better later and have a decent wedding ceremony…"
"It's perfect already! I don't need any of that, just your honest love…like now" she replied
I felt so flattered.
She took his knife from his hand and cut another small piece of the ribbon and enlaced it around my left ring finger, "This ribbon represents my full union to you, under the moonlight and with the sound of this sacred river. Today I became your woman, your soul wife and my love for you will live across the time. I promise you I will love you and only you forever! There will have no other love like ours and I will give my all, and my best to make you the happiest man in the world! I won't let anyone come between us as our love will shine throughout the adversities"
I kissed her passionately and then smiled, "I make your words my words as you know you have always been better with it than me…"
"I know my love, but I know your actions speak for you" she said rolling her arms around my neck
I rolled my arms around her waist with feeling so lucky and blessed, "I love you my soul wife"
"I love you my soul husband"
If only we knew destiny had other plans for us…
TPOV
Chris let out a long sigh and turned back to enter the cottage. The reformation did really give a boost to the old cottage's new classic style with modern interior design.
The fireplace had been restored. There were no paintings or pictures on the walls or anywhere, but the wooden furniture gave a classical touch that combined with the modern equipments in the kitchen and the stereo at the living room. The curtains were green.
Though, all the new touch was progressively taken by the abandonment of the place and all the things were covered with dust.
One of the most important moments he recalled from here is that after the incident of Arthena, the town and its inhabitants were dealing with a difficult period of crisis. People had died for the experiments and the population had decreased significantly, especially as many men were recruited to fight for Bohma, especially against Edonia when their king saw they could take advantage of the fragility of the location and could use it to invade Bohma.
That was a big concern for him and Katarina. It wasn't enough they going through a difficult phase of their marriage, they still had the major concern about the population and the decrease of manpower and income as the population wasn't paying the taxes for obvious reasons.
King Charles pressed on them and ordered them to increase the taxes and even tried to implement absurd taxes, but they knew that wasn't a good solution. While he ordered them to demand more from the poor, the wealthy ones were nearly untouchable and many still used to spend their precious money with their stupid extravaganzas.
For that part of life, Christopher was really glad that he had Katarina's support to handle the crisis, and like him, she was against Charles' new stupid rules.
Like him, she was aware that messing up with the wealthy ones meant trouble, but like him she was fearless and didn't care about their complaints, and despite him not liking Charles' feelings for his wife, at that time they were somewhat convenient as Katarina was always capable of persuading him to agree with her point of view.
Yet that wasn't enough, they still had a town to rule over and save from bankruptcy, and it was in that moment Christopher realized the utility of my family's secret possessions, so he headed to the secretive area of the land and sold the emeralds from the trunk that had been kept hidden for years into his family's history, and also he searched for more emeralds into the underground mine beneath the land. Katarina also sold some portions of her possessions and that's how they saved Arthena from bankruptcy.
Chris let out a sigh as more memories filled his mind.
Flashback
One day, a young man and an older man were talking in the living room. The young man was sitting at the chair with his elbows resting on the dining table while the older man - that reminded him of his friend and almost father figure-like, Barry Burton – was closing a trapdoor on the ground into the fireplace pit.
"It's already visible the alteration in the waters current due to the alteration in the river's course. Soon that beautiful waterfall and the river will disappear... What a pity!" Said Barry Greencamp sitting at the chair before his son
"Yeah, I noticed that too. It surely ruins all my plans!" the young man mumbled making a face
"You'd better find a new route to see your girl…" Barry spoke with a shrug
"What?" the young man almost jumped up of the chair in surprise
Barry laughed loud upon seeing his only son's reaction, "Oh my son Christian, I know those distant gazes and sighs of yours. I used to have them for your mother too…"
Christian grinned, "You did? I never felt it before…"
"I know that… I know you. I don't want to sound a too proud papa but that girl is a very lucky one for having my son, my most precious jewel!"
"And I'm lucky for being loved by an angel…"
"She must be really special to make you sail the river so many times"
"She's worth it! My sweet gypsy Kate is totally worth it!"
"Is that her name?"
"Katherine, but I prefer calling her Kate or Kat sometimes…"
"It's a pretty name. I look forward to meeting her"
"I look forward to introducing her to you too papa… she's very special and makes me the happiest man! You'll like her."
"I can see that and I'm glad to hear that! But I tell you that it's still hard for this old papa here to deal that his son is not a little boy anymore…"
Christian looked embarrassed with his father's comment, "Dad…"
The man inhaled and let out a long sigh, "I'll believe you son, but be careful with the envy sister…"
"I will dad… but can I ask you something else?"
"Sure, son!"
"Could I have your bless when Kate and I get married?"
The man smiled kindly, "You already have my bless son. Your happiness is all that matters to me!"
End of Flashback
Sadly that bless never reached me, or us. I was never capable of introducing Kate to my old man back in the day. My old man lived in another town and used to spend most of his days away from home digging mines or fishing in the seas.
Soon after that, destiny separated us…tearing apart the dream of a family we had.
So for me, this place is one of the most remarkable ones, and the most sacred hideout of mine and Kat's.
The most touching, the most cherishing moments and the most significant memories of us lie in here.
The innocent me/us lived here. The innocent me/us loved here.
Despite the abandonment, this place somehow keeps a slight hope that struggles to carry on. A hope that struggles to resurge. A hope that refuses to let go. A hope that refuses to be forgotten. A hope that lingers beyond time, no matter what, no matter whom. The hope lies in here somewhere in this simple land.
Maybe it's the fireplace. Maybe it's the living room. Maybe it's the well outside that is the secretive entrance to the underground mine. Maybe it's the porch with view to the waterfall and river. Maybe it's the whole land.
Or maybe it's just me and my suffocated memories.
Memories I've suppressed out of fear.
Fear to dream in vain. Fear to lose what I got. Fear to not deserve the dream, the love. Fear to take responsibility. Fear to take control. Fear to let it go.
But I know I can't keep running away from my own history and I have to face the facts and start over.
Deserving it or not, life continues giving me the chance to make it, and not that it means I'll always make the right decisions, but it means I can do the best I can with reasonability.
I've got the best friends, and I reencountered my life partner, my gypsy Kate. Obviously we have changed over time, but there's still a part of the old us that refuses to die.
And that old part of us has connected us throughout eternity.
Once upon a time we made eternal vows and now we are together again after surpassing all the dark phase of our love story.
We deserve this!
And in this sacred place of ours, I'm back home. The home of my heart.
No matter who I am, I know I love her and I want to live the dream of a family we had, with our twins and with the bless of late Henry. Maybe one day he will join us as he always wished till his final day.
It still hurts he's not here with us as he was part of that original plan way back in the day before this river dragged us away.
But we are back and he will be back too. I believe that. There's hope.
It's the hope that keeps us united beyond time. Beyond eternity. Because what that innocent young couple had was simply Hope…
Hope to be Home.
At that moment a loud noise came out from the waterfall hill, and a large amount of water turned the thin waterfall into a large one. Chris tried to run, but the amount of water dragged him into the flow.
He struggled to not get drowned into the water. It's force was so intense that he had to use all the strength he had and swimming training to manage to in the least not drink water and not hit at the obstacles in the river route.
Again he was fighting for his life, but he wasn't going to give up.
He had a home to return. He had loved ones waiting for him.
But he also he a lot of internal shit to solve.
He held himself onto a piece of wood as he flew down the river miles away from that old cottage that was now under the water. Unreachable and out of sight.
Just like the man in the water.
Chris Redfield had survived many biological outbreaks, untouchable. He was the only one among the main four that had never been infected with the viruses or plagues.
Maybe it was just luck. Maybe it was his merit.
However, out of people's eyes, there was a man beneath all that brave man mask. Behind all that temperamental behavior.
There was a man with the hope of a better future. There was a lonely man that only knew one thing: to fight.
He had lost his parents at early age and he had a younger sister to watch out.
He had the help of a close friend – Barry Burton - that was more than just a friend, he was his mentor and father-figure in this day. His old papa back in the day.
He had great and true friends, despite everyone being busy with the fight against the bioterrorism. A fight that started in medieval times.
Now they were just continuing what they started. That was their commitment. A commitment that had a high price. People lost their lives, families had been destroyed. They themselves did lose several friends.
The price was just taking too high, and the simpler things were left aside in name of a better cause.
Was it worth it? Was it worth it to keep the Hope that one day that fight will end?
Chris Redfield was simply tired of all that shit. Tired of losing friends. Family.
Tired to struggle.
But the Seer back in the day warned him about that long mission of his. He knew he was living it even if didn't recall it consciously. Yet, he simply knew he had that commitment and that's why he never gave up despite all the losses. Despite all the personal sacrifices.
But internally he was exhausted. He needed a time of his own. He had a lot to work on. He needed a cleanse and that river was leading him to it.
His friends and family were safe home.
He just wanted a time to forget the pain of losses.
The river water joined the sea's and Chris Redfield was simply exhausted mentally and physically.
His body was floating in the water as his eyes stared up the sky, and the hypothermia kept him motionless only waiting for his destiny. Wait to die. Wait to live. Wait for an absolution which would never come.
So he closed his eyes, his body floating with unknown destination on a winter day into 28 degrees waters. Very far from Arthena's coast.
Unconscious, Chris Redfield wasn't aware that there was a special boat coming to his rescue. A middle-aged man and a middle-aged woman were in it, and carefully they took the man's body from the water and covered him with warm blankets.
"How's he?" the figure of Lionel asked
"He'll make it. Departure is not his fate this time" the figure of Moirai replied
"I'm going to warn them about this incident" Lionel said
"Don't get into details…You know the sisters need this to finally put an end in this cycle that is enduring for too long" Moirai replied with a serious expression
"I know and I'm sure you'll make sure this closure will happen"
The boat sailed to another coast in the borderlands of Edonia, in a fishermen village called Efret.
"Hey, there's a lost boat with an unconscious man in it" Moirai spoke to a fisherman that was passing by the coast shore
Immediately, the man called others to help him drag the boat to the shore and take Chris's body out of it and take him to a safe house where they were going to take care of him.
"I'm going to ask the old woman about him" the first fisherman said leaving the cottage. As he reached the beach area, he looked to the sides searching for the mysterious old woman who had disappeared without leaving any trace, but the empty boat that seemed really old now.
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A/N: The initial text is a translated brazilian song with alterations called Minha Vida by Rita Lee (My Life by Rita Lee)
Tell me your thoughts on the chapter so I can improve on the next ones.
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Wow, nothing easy for me to write this chapter. A lot of content to be linked, in order to try to make the events make sense, but my real difficulty was to deal with Chris' fate, his torment, his pain.
We all know that at that point of his life in the game's storyline he wasn't really being himself. He was confused. He was in deep pain. The guy that was known as a hero had fallen from grace.
He became an aggressive man, with terrible mood and in deep sorrow for the loss of his men, but what some people seem to not have seen is that Chris Redfield wasn't like that specifically because of that failed mission in Edonia. Chris Redfield had shown signs of tiredness and emotional fatigue way long ago, and more exactly after losing Jill. Her act to give her life to save him touched him immensely. His lines throughout the game showed he was reaching his limits, and despite his words at the end after rescuing her, it was obvious that the fight was taking the best of him. That's how depression works, one day you're fine, the other you're crappy, until the final drop hits you, it can be a big thing, or it can be a small thing (in other's eyes), but eventually if you don't face it and work on it, you will go down.
And Chris did.
He was tired of the endless fight, he was tired of losing people, of losing friends, of feeling responsible for them for having the "Captain" and "Hero" status. He was simply tired of it all.
Despite his strong personality and portrayal, Chris shows he's a sensitive guy for at times being temperamental about things, especially about injustice. He's not a robot, he surely has a contended expression of his feelings at most, but it doesn't seem he's insensitive. He does keep his humanity, but he's quite subtle sometimes, but when he explodes. Anger is something that he definitely shows!
In game, his friends and family had to wait 6 months until he was found.
So let's see what happens here...
Stay Tuned!