Authors Note: Glad you guys are all enjoying the story so far- makes me incredibly happy and Wesker a little peeved. He thinks his writing is not supposed to be 'entertaining to the mindless masses' as he so boldly states- but really, we all know that Wesker is just a regular ol' Comedian.. a Comedian who wishes to kill his entire audiance, but hey, a laugh is a laugh! Anyways, one more chapter after this one!
2008
Dear Diary…
Due to Umbrella choosing to place its laboratories and research facilities in remote and incredibly cold locations, I've grown a strong disdain for the cold weather. One would assume a man such as I would enjoy a brisk walk through the arctic tundra, but it's rather opposite of that in all actuality. So therefore, I have moved my base of operation to Africa- a third world continent comprised of individuals perfect to infect with los Plagas to turn them into mindless followers, bent on destroying anyone who gets in my way.
There is also a nice collection of artwork produced by the locals that I rather enjoy.
As well, through the careful readings of some of Spencer's old notes, I discovered an incredibly secret Umbrella base set up in the late 60's, where research was conducted on a native African flower called "The Stairway to the Sun". Ah, how poetic… and incredibly unnecessary a name. But this flower that had had its poison tested is what created the first sample of the progenitor virus. This virus is what allowed me to create Uroboros and ultimately lead me one step closer to controlling absolutely everything.
I've allowed a new pharmaceutical company named Tricell to 'share' in my new vision. Spouting off lies in order to increase ones pocket money is all I had to do in order to get on the good side of such a large company- I will of course be dropping the entire firm as soon as my own biological weapon is complete.
Yes, I have finally gotten to the finishing stages of my own virus, one that will completely take over the world, weeding out the weak from the strong to create a utopia that I can rule over as a God. As stated above, I have named it 'Uroboros' and it's a beautiful creation in which no one can possibly defeat! Its only weakness is fire or being hit by rocket launchers. But really now, who would be carrying a rocket launcher around with them at all times? As well, the virus at first turned out too be much to volatile to work properly, killing its host immediately after injection. But, thanks to brilliant planning and a stroke of good luck, I managed to find a way around this.
Remember Ms. Jill Valentine?
Well, it turns out what while she was fighting one of Umbrellas many BOW's (I believe I owe credit to the Nemesis for this one), she managed to contract a version of the T-virus within herself. Somehow, it was presumed to be eliminated from her system thanks to a few fancy hat tricks pulled out- but in all actuality, the T-virus simply lay dormant within her system. I discovered this after taking her back to my lab after she so rudely threw us out a window at the Spencer Estate. I had purposely kept her alive in order for her to be used against Chris in what I assume will be another battle involving some handy explosion/tackles/incredibly annoying stunt being pulled which allows Chris to escape with only his mind in tatters. But keeping her alive turned out to be incredible in the scientific department. Because of the dormant T-virus within her blood, and after placing her in a cryogenic sleep until she could be of use, the T-virus was re-activated, but instead became a very powerful antibody to the Uroboros.
Then I theorized (because I am truly brilliant), that the antibodies that Jill was producing could be used in a suitable host for Uroboros, making them a powerful BOW. And because it was my plan and my scientific thinking, this indeed turned out to be the case. And now, Uroboros is the perfect new virus and Jill can further be used as a puppet against Chris and anyone who has something against killing a brainwashed woman.
There are far too many people in this world like that, unfortunately.
My plans for Uroboros are to release the chemicals containing the virus into the atmosphere, ensuring complete, global saturation. At this point in time, those who are too weak to withstand Uroboros will be rejected, and therefore will become one with the ultimate predator. Those who are strong will rise from the ashes and become one with my new utopia, creating a world in which I may truly show my power and control everything.
First thing I will do when I come to power? Destroy all porcelain dolls, with their eyes that just stare at you representing the vast populations of the world in their mindless, brainless, idiotic like state they lived in for far too long. No more need for these dolls to remind me of the past. Besides, even I find them disturbing and unsettling in their own way…
But of course, in my quest for world domination I must work with those lower than me, although all with the same interest in power. The head CEO of the African division of Tricell is a woman named Excella Gionne, a woman who seems to only to be thinking about how large my penis is and how best to obtain visiting rights into my bedroom. She is a brilliant woman, already running such an important facility at the age of twenty-five (although I joined Umbrella at the age of Seventeen… so really she's not that amazing), but her constant touching of me is beginning to get under my impervious skin. She also insists on calling me Albert, and will lean over to show me her cleavage in what she assumes is a coy manner. I do not really enjoy looking at the crevice between a woman's breasts, with it looking far too much like someone's buttocks. Yet she doesn't seem to catch on to the fact that I find breasts practical for babies to suckle on while being raised, and that is that. No, I would not like to fondle them, Excella, and no, I would not like to look at your breast crevice all day.
I have in the past slept with many people in order to show who's in charge, and to keep them attached to me with a false sense of caring/loving feelings from me to them. But at this point in time, I feel it is best to abstain from sleeping with Excella, instead using the element of temptation and the possibility that she could sleep with me as a way to keep her interested. This way, I can take away all of her companies resources and look good doing so. Much like a woman would use a man… (Note to Self: Never think of your plans with Excella that way again. It's childish, and you are not a childish man) Which is something I can easily accomplish, although falling back on my amazing good looks is something I hate doing it has to be done at times. My brilliant thought process will be used in other ways, I guess.
Another person who I am using-I mean, working with- is a man named Irving. Well, more to the point Excella is working with him and therefore, he is working for me as well. Irving works in the black market selling BOW's to those who can afford them, while giving his proceeds to Tricell, and in the end funding the Uroboros project. He's a seedy little man whose style choices are incredibly awful. I have had the pleasure of working with people who know their colours well and I purposely made sure that all of my STARS members had uniforms that match well with their skin tones and eye colours. For instance, Jill would wear outfits comprised mostly of blues, matching the colour of her eyes. Chris would wear predominantly green, working well with his hair and skin tone, giving him an earthy appearance. Barry, although had red hair and usually wore red, would break it up well with whites and blues. And finally, Birkin who was mostly wearing his white lab coat had silk ties and a well pressed shirt collar.
You see, well dressed in colours and styles that were practical and well suited for them.
And than we have Irving, who's style choices leave something to be desired. Firstly, he constantly wears brown driving gloves, reminiscent of the pornographic movies produced in the 1970's, where the taxi driver is driven to have intercourse with his backseat passenger…
Why I made this connection disturbs me slightly.
I seem to have strayed off topic- back to the topic of Irving.
I must say I am glad of his business in selling BOW's because it gathers in a lot of revenue for my expensive world domination project. But at the same time, his attitude and rather bold appearance makes him stand out rather a lot and his inability to shut up brings unwanted attention. I've sent the newly brainwashed Jill along with him on missions (setting her up in a costume similar to that of the Plague Doctors during the spread of the Black Plague, because soon she shall be spreading Uroboros… Yes, alongside being a Scientist, I also know a fair bit of History. I am that well versed in almost every subject), but there still seems to be suspicion in regards to his behaviour. With a new Anti-Bioterrorist organization called the BSAA prowling about, I'm frankly a little concerned that they may come to investigate. I really do not want them coming in to fiddle around with my plans (although destroying them later on after Uroboros is complete will be incredibly satisfying).
And now my presence is being requested, so I must stop writing now. No doubt I am being requested to solve some predicament that two idiotic humans have started in the research team…
-Albert Wesker
Next time... Resident Evil 5
