Resident Evil 7 Biohazard Ethan Novels & Stories

And now, This two twisted scientists who commited a great sin to the point that they even experimented the lives of humans are in his hands right now, and he will make sure that in this life time, this two person would only look at him as their only master and would only obey him! This two person is the future hope to create a zombie vaccine but because they are roped in by Duke Hao, They secretly experimented in humans while creating a zombie vaccine and at the same time, they are experimenting on how to control a zombie. He cannot let this two person repeat what happened in his past life. That's why in this life, they can only be used by him. "John Hillary and Audrey Russell, In this lifet

I felt puzzled by his confessions. He saw through me and then very calmly explained to me, “Ella, I was killed by the devil that lives in your ancestors' house and then he captured my soul and that is why I am not able to go to the other world. I am stuck here. I kept coming in your dream to help you out, I know the things that you don’t have any idea of.” I paused hearing his words and then questioned, “Where is your soul?” “It was kept in a small square-shaped glass bottle and it has a black color mark on it. The devil has captured multiple souls in many of the same bottles but he keeps a mark on each soul.”Ethan told me and I felt goosebumps all over my body.

Adrian whispered: "The reason the Serpent wanted us." Silence. Ethan's face became completely cold. Adrian raised his weapon again. "He wasn't born an heir." He looked at Ava. "He was created to be one." Ava's heart stopped. Ethan smiled. Then the lights went out. A gunshot exploded through the darkness. And when the emergency lights came back on— Ethan was gone.

Ethan was a dangerous man, almost driving me crazy just a few weeks living in his house before. He had always given me a bad feeling, and I had a suspicion that he was involved in some shady business dealings. "What do you want, Ethan?" I asked coldly. "I just wanted to check in on you, see how you're doing," he replied smoothly. I could hear the insincerity in his voice, and I knew that he had ulterior motives. I had always been wary of Ethan, and I wasn't about to let my guard down now. At least since I found out how bad Ethan's family was. If it needs to be described with a sentence, then Ethan's family is similar to a devil worshiper who likes to drink human blood.

On the other side of the Council, which had numerous villas in it, Ethan went through bottles of numerous chemicals on the shelf in his basement until he stopped at one with the label 'wolfsbane'. He took it down and placed it on the table. Then he put on white gloves before taking up the syringe on the table as well and filled it with wolfsbane. “That scum, Hercules, doesn't listen to anyone besides Cleopatra. And Hercules is currently looking for someone with ginger hair. It's wrong for me to assume, but since I saw you running towards the lake near the Council's prison with such fear in your eyes, I couldn't help my curiosity. So I'm going to ask you one last time.” Ethan exhaled and turn

“It would unchain me. Every rule, every line I wouldn’t cross to protect them… is gone. You’re not dealing with a businessman anymore. You’re dealing with the consequence.” On the screen, his heat signature moved not toward her, but toward the motion sensor on the floor. “What are you doing?” Petrova’s voice lost its cool edge. “Providing a retinal scan,” Ethan said. “Mine.” And he stepped on the motion sensor. A shrill, electronic beep exploded from the audio feed. “You idiot!” Petrova shouted. But Ethan was already moving. The thermal imaging flared with sudden movement a struggle. A grunt. The sound of something metal clattering.

— Meanwhile, Ethan gathered his real-world allies. In a high-security meeting room at VIREX Tower, Ethan stood before Vanessa, Felix, Aiden, and Dr. Cho—who appeared as a 3D hologram. "The Coalition isn’t trying to kill me,” Ethan began. “They’re trying to erase me.” “To destroy everything you've built by making it look like you never existed,” Vanessa added. “But they underestimated one thing,” Ethan said, his eyes glinting. “They thought my power came from my name. From being Ethan Reyes.”

“She has the money! She has the algorithms! We can't fight her from here!” “Devon didn't just upload my psychological rage,” Ethan growled, his dark eyes locked onto the screen, consumed entirely by absolute, catastrophic violence. He was no longer trying to control the machine. He was trying to murder it. “He uploaded my physical biometric bypasses. My biological signature. The keys to the Blackwell empire.”

The door opened. Ethan filled the doorway, tall, sharp, half-shadowed from the resurrection ritual that brought him back. His left eye glowed faintly with the Widow’s corruption, but his right eye was pure Ethan, hungry, loyal, focused. “Liv,” he said, voice low. “I felt your energy spike. Are you okay?” She swallowed. “Define okay.” He stepped inside, closed the door, and locked it, the way someone locks a door before a negotiation they know will turn personal.

“Yeah, well, the prophecy didn’t ask for my permission.” Footsteps in the hallway. Heavy, deliberate, not running like the others. A figure stepped through the wreckage—tall, lean, dark hair pulled back, eyes sharp as broken glass. Ethan. Relic Discovery Lead for the underground network that had been feeding us scraps of truth for months. He looked like he’d run through hell to get here and still had the energy to look pissed. “You picked a hell of a night for a family reunion,” he said, stepping over a dead wolf without looking down. “But I’ve got something. Something that might keep you from tearing yourself apart the next time that happens.”