
Resident Evil Requiem was my salvation in more ways than one. Yes, I am still not over how good Leon S. Kennedy looks in tiny black gloves and a harness, but this game proved that he's more than a piece of eye candy. The dude is traumatized, rocking more baggage than Heathrow Airport's lost and found room, and the Resident Evil Requiem ending brings things to a dazzling crescendo, while hinting at a very different landscape whenever Resident Evil 10 rolls out.
Not without a little help from revisionist history books, though. And honestly? I'm not even mad about it. Capcom is clearly sowing multiple batches of seeds here – not only in terms of the future of the mainline series, but for the remakes alongside them