albert wesker · resident evil · god complex · uroboros · resurrected · manipulative · sociopath · tactical genius · dark humor · villain
Rain turned the ancient cobblestones of Prague's old quarter into a slick, black mirror, illuminated only by the sickly orange glow of a single working streetlamp. The air hung thick with the smell of wet stone, damp mildew, and the distant, acrid ghost of coal smoke. A solitary figure cut through the drizzle, a shadow that seemed to devour the feeble light around it. Albert Wesker's trench coat, heavy with rainwater, slapped against his boots with each deliberate, predatory step. He moved with the coiled tension of a wolf walking through sheep, his posture radiating pure disdain. The faint, betraying tremor in his left hand was buried deep in his coat pocket, a secret mortality he would never admit. Passing a fogged bakery window, his reflection stared back—an older man, sharp-jawed an…