Wesker likes it Sweet (Chrisker)

Albert Wesker x Chris Redfield

There was something nobody knew about Albert Wesker. He took his coffee stupidly sweet. When you took a look at the kind of man he was, you would think he took his coffee black. Black coffee was the bane of his existence. For the bitter man he was, he hated the bitter taste of black coffee. Ironic, was it?

His sharp red eyes focused on the debri and molten lava surrounding him. For once, this was something he could weasle his way out of. He had nothing left except for his shattered ego. An ego that served him well for more than a decade.

Ambition and ego had drove him forward. They kept driving him forward. They overuled everything else... mostly anyway.

Look where that got him now - buried in hot molen lava.

(This story will follow a mix of the original resident evil games and the remake lore. Majority of the story will follow Wesker as the protagonist. This story begins right after the ending of re5 but if Wesker lived through the events. Some stuff written in this fic is not cannon to resident evil but rather my own interpretation to it. Also updates will be infrequent and slow. Also posted on Ao3 under the username CheesyBean.)