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Due to an overwhelming amount of support, we are excited to announce that Weskertine week will be happening! All the information for the event can be found in this masterpost, so please read!

Albert Wesker in Resident Evil HD Remaster(2015)

Dear dead Spencer.

You regarded Birkin and me as expendable material, as tools for achieving your own goals. We saw for ourselves how you could raise a person, use his talent, appropriate his work… and dispose of him once he became inconvenient. We always despised people like you: old managers and bureaucrats, lords, all those corporate old men who judge by status and title rather than by results. To me, that is repulsive. I respect strength, intellect, efficiency. And you were a typical wealthy aristocrat, sitting at the top and commanding the discoveries of others.

Both Birkin and I understood that Umbrella does not reward geniuses – it devours them.

You dreamed of creating a new "superior" breed of humans through the virus, and we, the "Wesker children", were merely part of your program. I admit, for me, that was a monstrous revelation. All my life, I had built myself as a sovereign individual.

Intellect.

Volition.

Discipline...

And then it turned out that, from the very beginning, I had been designed by someone else. You shattered my conviction that I had created myself.

I could have endured many things: filthy experiments, betrayal, political games. But I could not endure the thought that my life had not been my own design.

Your goal was, in a way, religious: to reshape humanity and approach your own version of divine power. Project W was part of your dream of a world of the "gifted" and the "worthy", raised according to your ideals. Years later, when I found myself in your mansion, I expected to see behind Project W a figure of colossal scale – a demiurge equal to his own design. Instead, I found only a dying, helpless old man.

To me, that was especially vile. In that moment, I saw that the man who had spent his whole life playing God had never managed to overcome human insignificance himself.

You thought I belonged to you. But I belong only to myself.