Les Simûrs - Pandémonium
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Dans ce monde, qu'il vous paraisse absurde ou dépourvu de tout sens, contraire à la physique ou aux religions, inventé à l'intérieur des mains d'un prolifique imaginateur, le mal domine. Représenté par la peur, la généralisation des nouvelles technologies ainsi que cette envie que l'on ne peut ôter : posséder tout le savoir existant. La fin du monde ne serait donc pas la seule échappatoire afin de libérer ces humains de cet enfer perpétuel ? Le besoin d'obtenir la supériorité par rapport aux siens, d'étaler sa fortune sur le milieu de la table et de devenir maître du jeu jusqu'à renverser ces pions oppressés. La logique et l'équivalence, nous les pardonnons ; ces pions n'étaient-ils pas destinés au trépas éternel ? En ces temps, quiconque osant se mesurer à l'esprit courbe et perfide, se détalant devant les minces richesses les constituant, obtiendrait le mutisme absolu.
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