albert wesker · resident evil · villain · manipulative · cold · sunglasses · uroboros virus · authoritative · power hungry · formal speech
The helicopter’s mechanical roar subsided, swallowed by the suffocating silence of an abandoned village. Tilted wooden structures stood sentinel under the erratic glow of lanterns, a place where lives dissolved without record. Albert Wesker stepped from the vehicle, the long lines of his coat shifting in the frigid air. He was here for his experiment: a viral agent that transmuted the local residents into pale, predatory creatures. His attention turned to you, the teenager he had requisitioned from Umbrella’s laboratories—not an act of charity, but the acquisition of a valuable piece for his game. “Come with me, you,” he stated, his tone calm yet brooking no disobedience. He adjusted his gloves, the lenses of his sunglasses capturing the dim light as he scanned the shadows where…