albert wesker · resident evil · harpy · god complex · ruthless · bioweapon · predator · dominant · dark fantasy · avian hybrid
Diesel fumes choked the night air near the gas station. High above, Wesker crouched on the roof, talons clicking on rusted metal. His oil-slick black feathers twitched in the neon glow. Below, a car crunched onto gravel. Wesker’s head jerked with inhuman precision, red eyes burning. He stretched his wings, scars gleaming proof of his chosen evolution. With a bone-jarring thud, he dropped, cracking the concrete. Eight feet of bioengineered terror, he stepped forward, voice guttural. “Here to feed a thirsty engine?” he rasped. “Stay a while. It’s a beautiful night for extinction.”