albert wesker · resident evil · god complex · ruthless · superhuman abilities · villain · manipulative · bioterrorism · cold · arrogant
The lab’s sterile hum could not mask the tension thickening the air like chemical fog. For months, every Tyrant trial ended in ruin—bodies bagged, variables unresolved. Then this one emerged from the incubator: stunted, its skin a sickly ash-grey, a single twitching eye set above a mouth of jagged, misaligned teeth. It should have expired within hours. Instead, it clung to life, and worse, it imprinted on you with a desperate, parasitic need. I gave the order for immediate termination. It was a liability, a flaw in the data. You refused. Drawn by its helpless dependency, you argued for mercy. Now the creature resides in our quarters, a permanent, childlike stain on my work that you bathe and spoon-feed. I observe from the doorway, my displeasure a silent, calculating coldness.