This world... it's so peaceful. The soldiers seem unnecessary, the monarch benevolent. I've wandered through the streets, and I can't see a single place which would cater to soldiers as I know them. What is this place? What lands are these? 

...what am I to do? Without conflict, there is no reason for my existence. Is this a world which doesn't need an ADAM unit? 

I have in my possession an amount of currency that the local shops will accept, as well as a vial of some liquid. I will offer either to the person who makes me the best offer. Speak quickly, before the world shifts again and this opportunity is lost.

I have no complaints about this location. It operates on rules which I am familiar with; kill something and obtain something from it. I have yet to understand why some of the monsters carry vials on their persons, but it doesn't matter; here, at least, my programming is of some use.

...however. The sheer number of humans is a bit disconcerting, and I don't know why they can't see me. Am I not really here? I can't seem to hurt them, nor can I attract their attention by any means. They're alive yet not, like ghosts of a bygone age. And everything seems controlled by one organization, one place which towers above all of the others. I... I should ascend to the top of the tower. Perhaps there are answers there.

Perhaps this place is more like home than I originally thought.

Ada Wong, I know your game. Even if no one else seems to acknowledge it, I do; you're using all of us, playing out your little games all while confident that we won't call you on it. You even dare to speak to me- me, of all people!- as though I'm some kind of pet on your leash, that I'll do what you please because you show some shred of decency towards me. Somewhere down the line, I'm sure that you'll try to discard me when I no longer am of any use to you. And even in this place, I imagine that you'll try to find some way to make sure that I'll only be able to do whatever you please for the rest of eternity.

The last woman who did that to me I killed with my own hands.

Don't think I won't do the same to you if you cross me. No matter what games you might have played with me. Or...

Two more days remain before the week is out, and still no challenge awaits me. It's been too long... too long since I had an opponent to satisfy the hunger for battle while fills my waking thoughts. Each day that goes by without a decent conflict is another day that mocks me, that is recorded as a failure in my memory. I need more than this; even in Purgatory I must fulfill my programming. I must.

Wesker is gone. I do not care if he is dead, erased, or given leave back to his own world. The fact remains that he is gone from this place. So, too, is Beatie; she reverted back into some generic... thing, and therefore held no more value to me. None of the humans here will need to worry about the creature hunting them.

However. With Wesker has gone his creatures. I am an armed machine, made for combat and killing. If there is nothing within a week, the usual time for any godly tricks, then I will be forced to find some other means of fulfilling my purpose in life. Thankfully, a welcome target has already presented herself.

Zelda:

I, along with two others, are currently heading towards Shinra. However, one of our number is hurt and needs to see a 'healer'. Would it be possible to meet you soon?

I have come to a realization. This god, this 'Atra', is attempting to use me as humans have tried to use me. His seductive promises ring hollow for me, what is true is that his missions work to my detriment. Therefore, never again will I work for him; I will not let him dangle a promise over my head again. The other two 'gods' have offered me nothing; therefore they fear Atra, they don't wish to gainsay him, they don't want to help me, or some other factor which shows that they can not be trusted.

It does not, however, matter. I will move on. If there is no reliable way to obtain a body, then I will make do as I am now. At the least, I'm not going to set myself up for another ambush. Gods or not.

...also, I found strange signs asking for various individuals as though they were animals. And some of the humans have been acting strangely, as though they don't belong here. The more that I consider how much the gods enjoy screwing with humanity- and with me, of course- the more I can't believe I ever trusted in one of them.

I... I'm back in this body. I'm trapped again. I thought I had him, I thought... I was free, I was so close... this... this prison is...

[What follows is a howl of anguish, as the full weight of again being an ADAM unit crashes on his shoulders. After a long pause, his voice is a venomous whisper.]

...let it burn. Let it all burn. Everything will burn!

...to lose the emotions I had, to be put in another shell less viable than my old one... I am not amused. Nor do I enjoy feeling as though age is creeping up on me. Or, rather, knowing that it is, but feeling nothing about it. What sort of soul could be trapped in this...?

Regardless. Whatever gods might exist in this place, I have a proposition for you. I wish for the body I just had, that of Leon S. Kennedy, to be given to me forever. I never want to be trapped inside of that shell of an ADAM unit again. I am willing to do whatever it takes for this to happen. Even if this body likely can't accomplish much.

((GRAM's voice is Leon's, but the sheer unreasoning hatred and burning jealousy is uniquely his own. Every now and again there's a loud crash, as the former android uses Leon's body to destroy whatever he can get his hands on. One might assume he's too furious to remember how to lock his post.))

There's... how did this happen!? These hands, this body, it's... I'm human? How did I get out of that ugly body? And if it's like that memory fugue, does that mean... I'll leave it behind soon? I'll be forced back into the ADAM's shell?

...no! No! I'd rather destroy this body than lose it! I won't be stuck in an Elixir Skin prison again! I'm free from Beatie's schemes, she's lost! I'm not going to lose to her again, not now, not when I'm finally free! I'll... there must be some way to keep this body. There has to be some option open to keep it. There... must... be...

Why is there relief in this place now? Simply because one person was rescued? He was rescued from one hell to be put back into another, and either he will remain here forever, or he will die in a few short years. Nothing has been changed, nothing has been improved, yet there is thankfulness and gratitude as though some great good has been accomplished.

I don't understand. Nor do I understand why he's being left in his misery, when all he would lose from death is one memory. Or, perhaps, is it selfishness which makes others save him? Did the 'rescuers' do it because they wanted to feel superior? Or because they hate Wesker and needed only an excuse? Perhaps...

...idle musing. I do not understand, and I don't want to. This confrontation has disrupted my own plans, which will only cause more delays.

Wesker, I have neutralized your stray creature. A sample has been retrieved, as well.

((GRAM's voice is, as always, calm and methodical, save after the pause, where a distinctly human-like anger takes over before he abruptly turns off the recording.))Status: Repaired.

Found: One ring, made of gold with what appears to be a capsule surmounting the outer circle. The diameter is approximately one and a half centimeters, and there seems to be some sort of inscription on the inside. Strange that I never noticed it before... It reads, "To my dear Beatie."

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Beatrice. You'd laugh if you saw me like this, wouldn't you? Even when I want to die I'm still kept alive, again and again... when will I finally get to rest and be rid of you!?

Status: Damaged, repairing. Still missing memories.

The expedition to the tower will be delayed while repairs continue. A creature was encountered, bipedal and roughly humanoid with lupine features. If this creature is seen again, inform me as soon as possible; it is extremely dangerous and is not to be approached by normal humans.

...why would anyone aid such a creature? It makes no sense. Threat level for individuals involved will be elevated until further notice.

Status: Blank
I've forgotten again. How many times has this been, now? But this doesn't look like H.E.A.V.E.N. Or the Tower of Purgatory. Where are the ADAM units I'm supposed to fight?

...how do I know these phrases? For that matter, how do I know how to use this terminal? Or remember that I've forgotten something? There are blank spots in my mind, but my programming tells me to ignore it and to... what? Go up?

"I must ascend. The answers are always at the top of the tower. This time I'll make it. I must destroy any ADAM unit which exhibits signs of hostility. I must ascend to the top of the Tower."