Humanity's Relief (Sequel to The Cure For Humanity)

Chapter 20

((A/N: Before you read I would like to sincerely apologize to those who are affected by COVID-19 or know someone who is. Not just this virus in particular but any sickness in general. I know I published this sequel at a very bad time and I didn't realize it until I started writing this chapter. It was not my intention to insult those who got very sick or those who are worried to contract it. I am only following this character's personality so please read with caution and note that I am not trying to hurt anyone. 🥺🙈 Please be safe everyone, we will all get through this together. ❤️))

(Wesker's POV)

The moment the whole temple grew silent, I then used a secret passage that connects to the elevator to make my way up towards the Maze Room.

I could've told my son that there was an elevator that ALSO lead to the Maze Room, but I decided against it.

I didn't want him to lure my enemies here.

To think that my own son worked alongside the man that 'killed' me.

Pathetic..

But what truly bothered me was that (Y/N)'s father's experiment made my son look weak.

So I decided to throw a flash grenade through the floors that my son had crashed through to temporarily blind it so he could finish it off.

I had hoped that he used the sudden flash as a chance to finally finish it off.

And sure enough, he did.

Good riddance...

I exited the elevator to see the view in front of me.

I chuckled as I walked towards the ledge to jump down to the lower grounds.

I then slowly made my way towards the corpse.

Me- "I see you have finally been put to rest...good riddance...if I had been strong enough, I would've killed you yourself....You are nothing but a nuisance to this world....You are nothing but a pawn of your idiot husband...Nothing but a failure...Your DNA proved to be useless...weak...and I had hoped that you would die one day...but you held onto your life like the stubborn woman you were...A pity your daughter couldn't bring you back to your old self...Either way, it was impossible to clean up after her father's mess...Her father was an imbecile...His work was completely unorganized and careless...His ways of 'saving' the world was nothing but a fairy tale...A dream that was soon forgotten."

As I approached the creature, I pulled out an empty syringe and drew out a blood sample from it.

Me- "If Chris hadn't stopped me that day...then I would've ridded this world of people like (Y/N)'s father..."

I then rolled up my sleeve and looked down at the scars from my awful 4th degree burns that I had received during my last encounter with Chris.

Just looking at them made me cringe.

Me- "Those who are too weak to fight off a simple virus are not to fit to live on this planet.."

I then injected myself with the blood of the B.O.W.

The moment its blood ran through my bloodstream made me wince a bit.

Oh how long I had needed that boost.

I looked down as my burns slowly began to heal.

Ever since Chris and his partner had forced me to overdose, I had felt weaker and weaker.

I had been able to recover after my 'defeat' but even so I felt the virus inside me grew weaker and weaker the longer I went without a dose.

I had never felt so vulnerable.