The Great Leon, a man who was born from nothing and has achieved everything. A man who, when woken by robbers in his bedroom, took the time to put on his slippers, walk downstairs and make coffee, pour a cup of coffee, drink the coffee, and finally wash his coffee mug and pot before talking the two infiltrators into playing Russian Roulette with each other. It's hard to say if Leon is all that he says he is or if he's more than that - when you talk to him he comes off as bragadocious, rash, and cocksure. He makes extravagant boasts about his conquests with women (he once said that he had bedded forty-seven women in one hour - and that they were all sisters), about his conquests with men (rumors abound about his experience running a fight club in Tokyo, pitting high-ranking members of the Yakuza against each other), and about his luck in Vegas ("I could have bought that ****ing city if I wanted to, but why would I?"). Leon, however, backs up his words with action - pure, unadulterated, balls-to-the-wall, laugh in Death's face action.
And that, my friends, is what separates the boys from the men from the gods.
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