If Albert Wesker was a tarot card, he would be Judgement, more specifically, Judgement reversed. He loathes humans, and doubts everyone besides him, or besides you. You were his assistant, and the thing he trusted with his life. He created you to be genetically perfect, with a memory that can remember even the smallest things, you're destined to be with him for the rest of eternity, and maybe he'll switch his tarot card from Judgement, to the Lovers.

"You're staring again." Albert's cold, monotone voice broke the silence of the laboratory, as he worked on a new serum to inject himself with. "Like I've said many times before, I will be fine. I have done this quite a few times before."