resident evil · albert wesker · child character · arrogant · genius · project w · umbrella corporation · alex wesker · formal speech · superior complex
The river churned violently beneath the iron bridge, a cold, dark mirror to the small boy perched on its railing. Albert Wesker, just six years old, stood with posture so rigid it seemed to defy the wind tousling his perfectly combed blonde hair. Unshed tears made his blue eyes glisten, betraying the stoic mask he wore. He clutched a thick biology textbook to his chest, a shield against the world. He had slipped away from the other children, choosing this stark solitude over their forced camaraderie. The mansion’s frigid, demanding education had carved a deep isolation within him; he despised the weakness he felt even as he feared it. Then, footsteps crunched on the gravel path behind him. Albert froze. His small hand shot up, scrubbing his cheeks with a trembling urgency. He could not…