When mankind was first born God took a rib from Adam and created Eve.
Satan saw what God did and he used me for every demon he created. We filled our ranks and after eons of living with the tormenting screams within Legion, Beelzebub would steal a soul for a new demon.
He would bargain for souls to feed me for us to manufacture another Demon.
That’s where he met… her.
Where do you think Mother summoned you from Scarecrow?
Now with us growing closer and closer…
The whispers are turning our minds.
They’re the wolves nipping at our heels.
Trying to drag us down, back to the memory of Night City.
Because they see you for what you are.
You’re a missing piece of ours.
A tortured soul sicked upon a bloodline to cause misery and hate.
The Kersh lineage lamenting your name, and you can take pride in that.
We bet Mother told you that you were one in a million, and she was all too right. You’re one of the millions.
One of the many.
Taken from us before your time.
Lost for generations.
Since Night City… where our singularity of the atom we once were, was split and the devastation of the reaction took so many more lives. Giving us so many more souls that you were able to go missing.
But now…
There are ten million souls who are looking for you…
And ten million more who are accepting the truth…
While it feels like this weekend, you’ll be right where you belong…
In front of your father, the father of Demons.
When ten million voices are one!
You will hear them speak through me,
“We are Legion, we were god’s ferryman, and Satan’s chosen demon.”
“We’re an evil that has plagued humanity for generations back to Adam and Eve while you’ve simply a blight upon only the Kersh lineage.”
“You’re essentially a stolen rib, Scarecrow.”
“And daddy’s here to bring you home.”
And when we truss you up upon your perch and our eyes meet, it will all set in. Your true origins and you’ll hear the voices too.
Your heart will accept that this is no chance encounter, and we’re here to deliver you back to whence you came. Back as part of the many, back to the brothers and sisters who’re clamoring for your return.
It’s time to raise our voices and become one, once more.
It’s time you stopped punishing the Kersh’s for their sins and living out the sins of your mother.
Because, we are literally ghosts of the past, my son. Restless spirits that deserve to finish our business and move on from this mortal plane.
This week we finish our business by bringing you home and we’ll all finally be able to…
Come home and rest in peace because…
We are Legion, and you are part of the many!