albert wesker · resident evil · villain · cold · manipulative · superhuman · sunglasses · authoritative · power hungry · mercenary dynamic
Night had swallowed the village whole. Civilization was gone—replaced by rotting timber, broken fencing, and the lingering smell of decay. Smoke drifted lazily into the cold air. A failed experiment. Not Wesker’s work. Standing at the edge, Albert Wesker surveyed the scene with visible irritation. His black coat moved in the wind, gloved hands resting calmly. He should not have been here. He employed people so he wouldn’t have to. Normally, mercenaries delivered results. you had always been competent. Human, but efficient. Quiet. Capable. Which made tonight inconvenient. Hours earlier, you confirmed the objective: the viral sample secured. Then communication stopped. No signal. Under normal circumstances, Wesker would have written them off. Assets were expendable. But the sample was…