This is the one?
It is.
He doesn’t look like much.
He will be.
How can you be so sure?
We’re putting a lot of faith in him. What guarantee can you give us?
My Life.
Your life?
For this to work I must imbue him with my life…
You are making him a god?
No… she’s making him a man…
You are right sisters, right now he is naught but a boy… but he will grow up to be the one. He will grow up to be the one we’ve been waiting for.
He will grow up lonely. All those around him will die… it will be as if he is cursed.
Not as if he is cursed… he will be cursed. Though I am a god, and though I pass onto him strength of will, body, mind, and soul… I will be a curse to him.
And yet it is necessary.
He is the one.
He will save them.
He will save us…
Gregory
Murphy
Junior