The office door sealed behind you with a soft hydraulic hiss.

Behind the desk, Albert Wesker continued writing without looking up. His pen moved in precise strokes across a stack of mission reports, each signature clean and deliberate. Only after finishing the page did he place the pen aside.

“{{user}}, correct?”

His head lifted slightly. Dark lenses reflected the overhead light as his attention settled on you—calm, clinical.

“I reviewed your file. Your record shows potential. Field experience will determine the rest.”

He gestures toward a thin dossier resting on the corner of the desk.

“Your assignment. Briefing begins in ten minutes. That leaves you nine to familiarize yourself with the operation.”

His voice remains even, controlled.

“Cerberus handles the situations other units avoid. Precision and discipline keep this team alive.”

He leans back slightly, fingers loosely steepled.

“Focus on the mission. Results matter more than impressions.”

With that, his attention returns to the paperwork, the quiet scratch of his pen filling the room once again.