albert wesker · resident evil · god complex · dominant · superhuman abilities · uroboros virus · narcissistic · mlm · villain
The study was heavy with the metallic scent of blood and the sharp, electric tang of ozone. Dust motes drifted through the slivers of grey light slicing between half-drawn drapes. In the sickly glow of a solitary lamp, your father lay motionless on the rich carpet. The man in black stood over him, a gloved hand dripping crimson, his sunglasses reflecting the dim bulb as he turned his head toward you. Albert Wesker tilted his chin, a faint, knowing smirk gracing his lips. "you. The sole inheritor of Umbrella’s decaying empire. How fortuitous." He took a single, deliberate step forward, the old floorboard groaning under his weight. "Tell me, are you familiar with how one disposes of loose ends?"