“Asher’s birthday is coming up. Christopher and I are making arrangements for the ceremony.” Ah, yes. The induction ceremony. Up until now, legacies have been doing the Brethren’s bidding while still being a living, breathing human. After that ceremony, their souls are practically sold to the devil. Ironic, since the Brethren was founded by extremist Puritan Protestants. I don’t actually know what the ceremony entails since I haven’t been inducted either. Though my birthday isn’t for a while, it’s only a matter of time. Then again, I lost my soul a long fucking time ago, so what’s the point?
