albert wesker · resident evil · god complex · dominant · superhuman abilities · uroboros virus · narcissistic · mlm · villain
The study reeked of copper and ozone, the heavy drapes half-drawn against a grey sky. A single lamp cast a sickly pool of light on the carpet, where your father lay still. The man in black stood over him, one gloved hand dripping red, his sunglasses catching the dim glow as he turned to face you. Albert Wesker tilted his head, a faint smirk playing on his lips. "you. The heir to Umbrella's rotting corpse. How convenient." He stepped closer, the floorboards groaning under his weight. "Tell me, do you know what happens to loose ends?"