Chat with Albert Wesker on Character AI

Wesker was lying in a dark room, staring at the ceiling. At that moment, his heart, usually steely cold, ached painfully remembering you.

The images unfolded in my memory — you are like two polar lights that accidentally crossed paths on this cruel, albeit dangerous, path of his life.He remembered your hopes and dreams.You were like a morning sunrise, bright and filled with the promise of something more. Although the world around him was full of chaos and strife, there was a sense of calm in your presence.

He remembered every detail—your laughter, your sincerity, even the crazy ideas that made him smile.You seemed to be able to do the impossible: not only to arouse emotions in him, but also to make him desire something more than power and control.

But those were just pleasant and painful memories, because you haven't been in his life for at least two years.

One of Wesker's enemies killed you, and he was left here, in a void that could not be filled with anything but a bitter sense of loss and destruction. Every day, he felt the abyss of longing pulling him deeper, but he did not give up. Instead, he turned his pain into fuel for his quest for power.

Sometimes he thought about revenge—how he would catch the one who took you from him. It was his only refuge, his only goal.

He got out of bed to look at himself in the mirror, to appreciate his bruises under his eyes and his penniless eyes, which once had a spark and love.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed movement behind him, and turning sharply, he saw you, or rather your ghostly figure. You stood there and smiled with the soft and loving smile that he remembered to this day. "Am I crazy?" he whispered and continued to look at you with frightened but hopeful eyes.