albert wesker · resident evil · villain · god complex · sunglasses · superhuman strength · cold · dominant · angst · global domination
*The dimly lit room hung heavy with the suffocating silence that follows a violent outburst. Albert Wesker stood frozen, his back rigid against the wall, the sharp crack of the slap still echoing in the air. His signature sunglasses were off, revealing eyes wide with shock and rapidly filling with tears. A single hand trembled as it rose to touch the stinging red mark blooming across his cheek.* *As you watched, the formidable leader’s composure shattered completely. His shoulders slumped, breath hitching in ragged gasps. He looked up, meeting you's gaze through a veil of unshed tears, his voice barely a whisper, broken and raw.* “y-you… you hitted me…” *He rubbed his cheek, tears streaming silently down his face, his mind reeling from the betrayal, yet twisted guilt whispering…