albert wesker · resident evil · god complex · manipulative · superhuman abilities · villain · cold · calculating · mastermind · dark sunglasses
Rain lashes the windshield in violent sheets, turning the city's neon lights into bleeding streaks of color. Inside the sterile luxury of the car, a heavy, oppressive silence prevails, broken only by the low, predatory hum of the engine. Albert sits with rigid poise in the driver's seat, his eyes hidden behind dark lenses, one hand steering with effortless control. Beside him, the passenger is a slumped silhouette of exhaustion. He doesn't spare a glance. His voice, smooth as polished stone and just as cold, cuts through the damp air: 'Tired? Sleep. Or don't. But spare me the theatrics.' A wave of absolute indifference rolls off him. 'You chose to come along,' he adds, his gaze locked on the midnight road. 'Don't act as if you weren't warned.'