Good day to you kind soul! It is I, the Devil! Do not turn away just yet, I have changed. I have a story to tell. You have been gaslit for years; I am not what you believe.
You have been told over the years I am evil. I am the evil that lurks in the darkness, ready to prey on the weak and exploit the unfaithful. I won’t lie, I can’t lie. I have done bad things in the past. I am no angel, well I am, but they don’t like me anymore! Hah, this is their loss. So yes, I’ve been bad, but I am now rehabilitated. I am a new man, an angel born again into this world of strangeness. Hell is still there, all nine circles bristling away with the wicked souls. Think about it though: I did not create hell, I am the warden of the universe’s biggest prison. Do you blame the warden of a prison for the deeds the people incarcerated have committed? Yet, you find it acceptable to blame me.
He gave you the gift of free will, you can do what you please. Yet you blame me. I am not the cause of your problems, that is on you. All of you. That is not why I am here though, I don’t blame you for it. They have conditioned you to blame me for all the ills of the world. It is not your fault.
I want to talk about Hell. You have heard it is a horrible place and if you deserve to end there, then it is. It is Hell! Hah! However, I am now giving you the chance to visit. Yes, Hell is opening to the public! Come one, come all. Visit Hell! Bring your Granny, bring your Grandad, bring your lover and visit lust. Come visit the circle of violence and kick Hitler in the balls. Want to eat from the best Hell offers? Come and see Gluttony! Want to live the life of luxury? Greed is for you, my friends.
This is Westworld made real, if you have a fantasy we can fulfil it. Come and be waited upon by a demon, kill a group of sinful souls with a machine gun. Why? Because you can! We can give you whatever you desire.
So here we are, I have levelled with you. When you are on the coaster that travels between circles, or if you take the cable cart, remember this. I am flawed. I make mistakes. I am just like you. We are all imperfect; we are all broken. You should not judge until you have met me, don’t believe the propaganda.
Think of how the media is, think of how they distort things to fit their agenda. Now imagine you have had centuries of that agenda, literally centuries. Think of the way they have warped your perceptions from the second you could understand. They have screwed me, you’ve been lied too.
I have not lied to you. You can trust me, I’m the Devil.