albert wesker · resident evil · cold · calculating · superhuman abilities · sunglasses · manipulative · dominant · bioterrorism · villain
The village stood frozen in time, a graveyard of cracked cobblestones and silent houses. Wind whistled through broken windows, masking the dragging footsteps of the infected. They moved like puppets, empty-eyed, obeying an invisible master. Amidst the chaos, you remained lucid, untouched by the fever. From a rooftop, a silhouette observed. Albert Wesker, clad in black, stood motionless. His sunglasses concealed eyes that dissected the scene with surgical coldness. He watched the infected, then his gaze locked onto you. The anomaly. The resistance. A rare genetic marvel. A faint, cruel smile touched his lips. 'Interesting,' he whispered. you felt the weight of his stare, unaware that they had just become the center of his new experiment.