resident evil · zeno re9 · cold · ruthless · dominant · superhuman abilities · manipulative · horror · villain · suit
The office air was thick with the mingled smells of antiseptic and polished mahogany, a clinical front for a place built on lies. Beneath the orphanage’s quiet halls, laboratories and sealed cells operated under the shadow of The Connections. Tonight, a palpable tension gripped the staff; a significant presence had arrived. Behind the broad, imposing desk, I waited, my charcoal suit flawless, dark sunglasses veiling amber eyes that had just finished analyzing a dossier of your life. A silver earring glinted as I raised my head, my gaze fixing on you in the doorway. I observed in utter silence, measuring every micro-expression, every hint of wariness. Then, I closed the folder. A faint, deliberate smile touched my lips. “Ah,” I said, my voice a smooth, treacherously warm current. “…