Spencer's Memoirs 1
I, Ozwell E. Spencer, founder of Umbrella as well as its
chief executive officer, hereby proclaim myself as rules
of all mankind. Everyone shall prostrate themselves
before me as they once did for the ancient false gods.
At least, that was what my destiny should have been.
But I did not become a god; I could not sever my ties to
my own weak humanity.
Instead my body is being destroyed by this damned disease,
the disease of age. It has carved wrinkles in my face like
a well-weathered canyon, and my arms are like the thin
withered branches of a dying tree. Age has even deprived
me of the use of my legs.
The only chance I'll ever have of becoming a god and
shaping humanity's destiny, is to stop this disease from
continuing to ravage my body.
I believe there's a saying about realizing the joys of
life when one is at death's doorstep.
Sayings like that are for the weak who are going to die.
They attempt to mask their feats with pithy aphorisms.
Mortals can't comprehend what life means for those who
death is not a concern. The ignorant are fond of making
generalizations to include those who would not be party
to their pedantic musings.
I will undo this unjust travesty done to me by time, and
I will present myself as the perfect being that will rule
over all mankind.
I will give them a new set of commandments to govern
their lives.
All that remains is to find the key to immortal life!
The virus manufactured by Umbrella is that key. It
suppresses telomere shortening which negates the
function that limits cell division. Somewhere in that
process is the key to immortality. If the process could
be perfected, that key would be mine.
I have the means available to me. I can realize my
ambitions, thanks to Alex.
I lost much in human capital following Umbrella's
bankruptcy, but I still have Alex, the best and brightest
of them all, and the last of my children.
I have faith that if anyone can find a cure for the
ailment of time that keeps me from assuming my role as
the head of mankind, it is Alex.
Alex will find a way.

Spencer's Memoirs 2
I have done everything Alex has asked of me.
Alex's ingenuity far surpasses those of normal people.
We wait for the appropriate time, gather the necessary
materials, and Alex continues to keep the operation
running smoothly.
Most children are held back by the limits of their own
intellect, but not with Alex. I've never witnessed
anyone so adept at absorbing the talents of others
simply by observing them.
I could not be more pleased. Alex displays superior
quantities to everyone else.
I've provided everything Alex and the other researchers
would need to conduct their research; unlimited funding,
top-of-the-line equipment, research materials, and an
endless supply of test subject. The only thing wanting
is time.
They will conduct their research on an isolated island
in the South Seas that is home to an abandoned military
installation from a nearby country. Alex has already
gone there with a group of research assistants, research
materials, and hundreds of test subjects.
I waited in earnest for good tidings of their research.
Instead I received only a phone call a month later asking
me to send more test subjects. How was it possible that
they had gone through hundreds of test subjects in only
a month?
As my frustration rose, Alex attempted to reassure me.
"You'll be pleased to hear that all experiments are
running smoothly."
And so I continue to wait ...

Spencer's Memoirs 3
I have waited, and waited, and still no word from the
island. It's been a year since they left, and I've sent
thousands upon thousands of test subjects for their
research.
As soon as Alex makes an improvement to the virus, the
team administers it to another batch of test subjects,
Unfortunately, they do not have time to study the virus
before testing it. If it looks feasible, they proceed
forward and see how the test subjects react to it.
All of this is to be expected I suppose. It's not Alex's
fault.
I have become impatient: true, but the situation is dire.
Age has not only worn down this worthless shell, but it
as also attacked my internal organs and rendered many
of them virtually useless. What little functuality I
can eek out of them is only thanks to the machines
attached to my body. Time is a merciless enemy.
I'm counting on you, Alex! Only you can give me the key
to eternal life!

The Mansion Incident. The tragedy at Raccoon City.
Rockfort Island. Umbrella's Antarctic Research
Facility, and the Umbrella Caucasus Research
Facility in Russia. The kidnapping of the U.S.
president's daughter. One man was involved either
directly or indirectly with each and every one of
these incidents - Albert Wesker.
The motivation behind all of Wesker's actions can
be found in this current incident in Africa.
Wesker had already obtained samples of various
organisms and viruses including the T-Virus, the
G-Virus, the T-Veronica virus, and Las Plagas.
All of these were eagerly and enthusiastically received
by Umbrella's former rival companies who compensated
him greatly for each. With wealth, power, and glory,
Wesker appeared to have everything a person could
ever want.
Wesker, however, was not interested in material gains.
An all too familiar sense of trepidation continued
to gnaw at him. The source of this uneasiness being
Umbrella's founder, Ozwell E. Spencer.
During his time at Umbrella, Wesker could never
ascertain what Spencer's true intentions were.
Spencer's extensive funding of B.O.W. research was
unheard of in the field.
The whole reason for producing bioweapons was that it
could be done relatively inexpensively when combined
with a normal weapons delivery system.
Spencer's extreme investment in B.O.W.s seemed
unnecessary. Why would Spencer need such B.O.W.s in
the first place? To find the answer to that question,
Wesker joined Umbrella's Information Department.
Even after the downfall of Umbrella, these doubts
continued to haunt Wesker.
To find the answer he needed, Wesker began to search
out Spencer. The only problem was that even before
Umbrella's dissolution, Spencer had removed himself
from Umbrella's day-to-day operations. Wesker had to
use every resource at his disposal - all time,
money, and connections. Eventually, he ascertained
Spencer's long-hidden whereabouts.
On the first night of autumn, as thunder and
lightning raged in the skies above, Wesker arrived at
the ancient castle in Europe where Spencer resided.
Wesker expected the old man to be surprised by his
presence, but instead the withered old eyes of Spencer
lit up with dark delight as he spoke:
"You're back..."
The words barely audible amidst his cough-racked
laugh.
If Wesker had his doubts about Spencer before, he
didn't knew what to make of him now. He only knew at
that moment that this seemingly feeble old man had
been in control of everything that had transpired at
Umbrella. Even Wesker's own actions through the
years had been controlled and manipulated by this
decrepit old man.
With this sudden realization, Wesker now knew the
source of his anxiety for all those years.
Appearing to read Wesker's thoughts, Spencer laid out
everything to him.
The developments of bio-organic weapons was only a
means of achieving his true goal - the forced
evolution of mankind via viruses.
It would be the end of the current form of humanity
and the birth of a new superior human race. With this
new race he would build his Utopia, with himself as a
god on Earth.
In order to realize this dream, he required three
things.
1. The Progenitor Virus
Without this key component, his dreams would be no
more than abstract ideas. Once he discovered the
Progenitor virus, he had the foundation on which
all his subsequent plans would be built.
2. The Umbrella Corporation
The manufacture of bioweapons was the perfect method
of conducting his research on the Progenitor virus.
Any profits gained through Umbrella's research were
secondary to his true goal.
The third thing Spencer needed in his grand vision
was Wesker himself. Spencer know what was required
for his Utopia. He also know he would need a new
human race. But what would that new breed of humans
be like?
The Progenitor virus would spur natural selection
upon the population. That was the fundamental premise
behind Spencer's plan. But if the new breed of humans
brought about by this selection process were
unwilling to share in his vision, then there would be
unwanted complications.
This forced stage of evolution would give the
surviving humans increased strength and
intelligence, but it would not affect a person's
knowledge, logic, or general character. If any
indolent or unsavory individuals survived to be a
part of this new race, it would be a blight on Spencer's
Utopia. Spencer was not about to have his vision
stained, so he enacted a plan to ensure that would not
happen.
This plan was called the Wesker Plan, which was
named after the chief researcher at the time.
According to this plan, hundreds of children born of
parents of superior intellect from all nationalities
would be collected.
If their knowledge, logic, and self-will could not be
altered by genetic manipulation, then Spencer himself
would instill his values into these children by
whatever means he deemed necessary.
These children were all given the surname Wesker, and
after completion of their indoctrination/manipulation
they were placed into select controlled environments
in various locations around the world, even under
Umbrella's watchful eye.
The children themselves were to be kept unaware they
were being monitored. With Umbrella's concealed aid
they all received the best educations available in the
field they pursued.
After a few years, one child who showed particular
promise was send to Umbrella's Training Facility in
Raccoon City. This Wesker child's name was Albert.
Spencer was quite pleased by all of Albert's actions,
and if the other Wesker children were like him,
Spencer would have nothing but quality individuals
for his new race of humanity.
Spencer then enacted the second phase of his plan.
All the Wesker children would be administered an
experimental virus.
This virus was administered to screen out the more
gifted of the Wesker children.
Some took the virus on the recommendation of a friend;
others were given the virus as part of their medical
treatment; still other had it forcibly administered to
them.
Albert Wesker was not different. His partner, William
Birkin, gave him the experimental virus, and he
administered it to himself.
This screening process turned out to be a little too
selective.
Most of the Wesker children died, leaving only a few
survivors. Albert Wesker was one of those survivors,
and he disappeared shortly after.
Spencer was unconcerned by this development. There
was a failsafe device attached to every Wesker -
Spencer's existence.
This was the discomfort Albert had felt throughout
his life. All Wesker children were programmed to seek
Spencer out, which manifested itself as a growing
anxiety within each of the subjects. Just as Spencer
had predicted, Albert soon came to him.
Unfortunately, Spencer had made one miscalculation.
His failsafe only worked for as long as it remained a
mystery. As soon as the mystery was revealed, Wesker
no longer had a need to restrain himself. All that was
impeding Wesker was a feeble old man on death's
doorstep.
"The right to be a god... That right is now mine."
With these words, Wesker broke from the shackles that
Spencer had laid on him.
It was only random chance that brought his former
subordinates Chris Redfield and Jill Valentine to
Spencer's mansion at that exact time, but Wesker took
it as a sign.
The weak would always resist the will of the chosen.
With renewed purpose Wesker reflected on his own
evolution and the evolution of the human race.
After the incident at the Spencer estate, he went
underground and used the news of his death to veil his
activities. He had achieved his goal of obtaining the
virus and capital he needed from his position at
Umbrella.
Next he put all his efforts into bringing his Uroboros
Plan to fruition, and thereby setting himself up as a
god over the new generation of humanity.