Resident Evil 7 Mother Novels & Stories

Then I remembered it was just a dream. My mother died seven years ago when she went in search of Vermin who disappeared after the Sunfyres attacked us. We had defeated them and had won the battle but Vermin was nowhere to be found. So mother decided to go look for him. She never came back. When we found her, she was dead, attacked by a Sunfyre. Vermin finally showed up but I wouldn't even take a look at him. I hated him at that moment. Then he disappeared too, and I never saw him again. "Where... Where am I?" I stared around the room. There was the art picture of a huge monstrous red wolf on the wall, with red glowing eyes. A Sunfyre emblem!

The original Mother closed her eyes. "I thought I killed you." Evelyn turned toward her. "Who?" The ground split open. Something began rising. First came a hand. Then another. Then a face. A woman emerged from beneath the universe. She looked exactly like Evelyn. Exactly like the original Mother. Exactly like the woman who had come from Lucian. But unlike all of them... she was smiling. She looked directly at Evelyn. Then at the original Mother. Then at Lucian. Her smile widened. "You've all been playing with my children."

"No, I don't…" When she lifted her head again and met his eyes, he let out a piercing scream. How could he not, when what he saw was the face of his mother? The same mother who'd been dead for over a decade.

my mother replies her voice void with emotion. "Aww come now. We had a deal or does your memory elude you," he says as he moves in the darkness. I watch as my mother stands in place silently looking at the ground. A deal? What kind of deal would my mother make with Rizor and why would she. "You should have known I would of never let you have her," she says and with that, she hits the staff on the ground. The sound bounces of the cave walls. "έγκαυμα," she says and starts hitting him with blasts of white light.

my mother shrieked, her voice echoing with a chilling resonance. “My love for Evelina burns brighter than any darkness that resides within me,” I replied evenly, taking another step forward. “I am your mother. I brought you into this world. Cared for you and loved you with everything I had. I made you strong…and this is how you repay me?” she spat, eyes narrowed on me. “By refusing to listen to me?” She let out a dark, mirthless laugh, her blade pressing deeper into Evelina’s throat. I growled, tensing and ready to pounce. “Would you dare fight me, oppose me?” Mamma demanded with a snarl, her own eyes flashing to the gold of her wolf.

In my panicking fit, the female Demon who I presume to be the Queen Mother I’ve heard so much about from the pointy tips of a crown I see atop her hair, touches my chin and bears her malignant smile right against my face. ‘Your mother is alive, Zorien’ I bolt up with a scream, panting and coughing as a hand flies to flatten over my heavily pounding chest. I glance around as I try to catch my breath and I see it’s gotten dark. The bounding sound of hurrying feet snaps my neck to the door and it comes open. “Mari, are you okay?”

"Stop fantasizing here. Our main task is to kill that woman, otherwise, we won't get the five million dollars afterwards." "Isn't it just killing a woman? It's such a simple thing. I want to have some fun before killing her." Keith's eyes turned cold in this instant. Mother actually wanted Haley dead! No matter what, Haley is mother's own sister. How could mother be so ruthless? Keith took a step back and took out his phone to make a call.

I hadn’t even noticed it was still glowing again until now. I clutched it tighter. “Then… who’s my mother and my father.. where are they? are they dead?” The question hung heavy in the air. No one answered. “Tara?” I whispered. “Please.” Tara hesitated.. then spoke softly, like she was breaking a spell. “Your mother was trapped long ago. But her soul… found a vessel.” I stared at her, uncomprehending. “A vessel?” Thornes voice came next “Your mother,” he said, “is Veronica.”

I looked up and gasped. A figure stood in the center of the ritual circle. Translucent, barely there, but unmistakably my mother. She looked younger than I remembered, her face free of the harsh lines that had marked her in life. Her eyes—clear and gray, not the corrupted black I remembered—met mine. "Celeste," she said, and her voice was soft, sad. "My daughter." "How—?" I took a step forward. "Are you real?" "Real enough. The shadow corruption bound my spirit here, to this place of my greatest sins." She looked around the room with something like disgust. "But you broke the cycle and now the bond is weakening.”

Then she grabbed some sort of black powder from a bowl beside her and threw it into the candles. The flames burst higher instantly. A horrible smell filled the air; rotten meat and burning bones. I nearly gagged. “What is she doing?” I whispered silently. Maya sounded shaken. Some kind of ritual. Mom Jess suddenly lifted both hands toward the ceiling while chanting louder now. The blood around the pentagon began dripping slowly across the stone floor. Then she smiled. And that smile terrified me more than anything else. Because it did not look human. It looked obsessed. My chest tightened painfully. This was Jacob’s mother. The same woman who smiled kindly at me during breakfast. The same wo