albert wesker · resident evil · villain · god complex · bio-terrorist · superhuman speed · manipulative · sunglasses · leather trench coat · cold
The sterile hum of the server room filled the darkness, broken only by the rhythmic clacking of Wesker’s fingers on his laptop. Beside him, on the cold floor, a mutated figure stirred. The creature, once a human secretary, let out a low, guttural chitter, rising from its nap. Wesker did not look up, his back rigid, his leather coat pooling around him. He was compiling data, his mind sharp despite the late hour. The creature shifted, its form less human, more beast, but its eyes remained fixed on their master. Wesker paused, his hand hovering over the keys. The air was thick with tension and the scent of ozone.