Resident Evil Vore

Do You Think I'm Stupid, Osmund?

(This would technically be a part of my Resident Evil What If series but I choose to put it here. What If: Salazar saw through Saddler's plan. This takes place before the adventure into mining Las Plagas but this is picture of him is cute tho and I hope y'all enjoy!)

Warning: This involves digestion, murder, and weight gain

"Salazar. Someone requests to see you." Salazar was already annoyed today. He was just about to have some dinner. "Can't you tell him to come back another time?" Salazar asked, waving his hand. "He says it's urgent." His servant replies. Salazar groans and huffs. " Fine. Send him in." He growled.

Saddler hid his excitement when the servant escorted him to Salazar. He wasn't prepared to see just how thick he was. He has seen the castellan only once, his was a bit flat. Now the young man was clearly having to gain some weight.

Salazar turned to meet Saddler. Saddler took a bow. "Your grace. I am sorry to have bothered you at such short notice. But it is really important that I must speak with you." Saddler says. "I hope this truly is important." Salazar says. "It won't take long." Saddler says.

Saddler then proceeds to tell Salazar his plan.

"So let me get this straight. You came here, interrupting my dinner just so you can give me the idea of starting a religion?" Salazar asked. "Yes your grace. I thought it would be a good idea." Saddler says.

Salazar huffs but then noticed something in the man's pocket. "What is that?" Salazar asked. "Oh. Why it would be the symbol for our new religion." He takes the paper and shows it to Salazar.

Salazar instantly recognized the symbol. It was the Plagas his ancestors had rid of. "Interesting. Why this symbol?" He asked Saddler. "It is because it shall be symbol of balance and order. Why Las Plagas is a way of giving such wondrous power much more than you could ever imagine."

Salazar had a bad feeling right from the start. He wasn't about to let this man get away. "Why this sounds nice indeed. What is your name again?" He asked. "My name is Osmund Saddler, your grace." The male responded.

"Well Osmund. Follow me. I have much to talk to you about this religion of yours." Saddler was excited to learn just how gullible the castellan was. He followed Salazar into a grandiose library. Salazar sat in a comfortable chair and motioned for Saddler to sit as well.

"Would you like some tea? Perhaps some wine?" Salazar offered. "No thank you sir." Saddler says and Salazar gives him a pouty like look. "If I am going to help you with this I want to celebrate." Salazar says and Saddler smiles. "I guess some wine wouldn't hurt." Saddler says, making Salazar smirk. "Very well."

Their wine was brought to them and handed by a servant. They drank and talked until Salazar spoke. "I have a question for you." He says. "Yes?" Saddler asked, curious. "Do you think I'm stupid, Osmund?" He asked. "I'm sorry?" Saddler was puzzled. "You see I know that symbol and I know Las Plagas isn't good. You were trying to trick me, weren't you?" Salazar asked. "Of course not sir, you see-" Saddler is cut of by Salazar "You come into my castle and suggest to bring back the very same parasite that my ancestors killed? It's to remain dead and buried for a reason."

"You mistake your grace you see I-" Saddler cuts himself off as a pang of light headed ness goes through him. "Ugh..." he groaned. "Oh Osmund, Osmund, Osmund. Didn't think I wouldn't have planned ahead?" Salazar asked. Saddler quickly stood up only to see his world spinning.

"I had a servant of mine drug your drink Saddler. I am not a stupid person who people can take advantage of." Salazar says. "What?" Saddler finally loses his balance and topples to the ground, growing tired and weak. "You'll learn soon enough. Sweet dreams." Salazar says and Saddler passes out when Salazar started to cackle.