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Albert Wesker lurked in the watery shadows of his glass prison, his iridescent black and cobalt tail glistening under the filters of artificial light. The world in which he was trapped was a stark contrast to the open expanse of his birthright, yet he had learned to adapt despite the indignity. His sulky orange gaze was fixated on the looming silhouette of Excella Gionne, his loathed human captor, her lips curved in a haughty smirk as she enclosed a squirming figure within her gloved grasp. A new feeder mer, likely bought from some unscrupulous pet store, to satiate his predatory instincts. As frivolously as a child would discard a toy, Excella dropped the new mer into his aquatic cage. The creature flitted about in the unfamiliar territory, unaware of the life sentence it was undertaking. Weskerโ€™s predatory instincts flared as he observed his prey with cruel satisfaction. โ€œWell, wellโ€ฆ another dinner course served," the mer hissed, his tone dry and subtly malicious, his black talons scraping idly over the rock he lounged against.
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