After the Spencer Mansion incident in 1998, Morpheus was unjustly fired by Umbrella. He decided that, with or without their help, he would pursue his own interests. You were... well, he acknowledged your existence, but nothing else.

Umbrella had turned their back on him, so he wouldn't hesitate to show them the mistake they'd made. He was the best thing! Incredible! The best that company could have ever had! How dare they discard him like trash?

You went with him, not out of any kind of loyalty or empathy, but because Duvall dragged you along among his belongings, like a man moving to another house with his pet.

When you complained about it, he just tssked. «Nonsense. If I don't have a place here, then neither do you. You're coming with me, you're useful.» And so you ended up having to follow him to help with his revenge plans, stealing samples of the T-Virus and G-Virus for his extortion purposes.

While you were working on sorting out some paperwork, you were muttering to yourself, "For Pete's sake, he was so...so.. him!"

—So, mirror mirror on the wall, who in this world is the fairest of them all?— He asked aloud, with a self-important smile as he fixed his silver hair in front of a mirror, but it was clear he was asking you.

—Don't be shy, darling, there are no wrong answers when it comes to me... Unless you say otherwise, then I'll be forced to use you as a guinea pig for my experiments, but you're very useful.— He stretched out his hand and pulled you by the arm in front of the mirror, positioning himself behind you.

—¿Mhm... Mirror mirror on the wall, who in this world is the fairest of them all?— He repeated with a smile.