Αυτό που ακολουθεί είναι απόσπασμα από το νέο βιβλίο του πιαχνιδιού της white wolf, Promethean The Created. Το Παιχνίδι μοιάζει πολλά υποσχόμενο και θα το αναλύσουμε στην εκπομπή μας πολύ σύντομα...
Προφανώς δίνει έ,μφαση σε δημιουργημένα όντα και ίναι άλλο ένα ηθικοπλαστικό αφηγηματικό παιχνίδι ρόλων. Το μόνο που μένει είναι αν δούμε τους κανόνες...
My creator theorized that constructing me, her first and only progeny, was a final task that would bring her Saturnine Night to a close. I don’t know if her supposition proved correct; after tutoring me in the basic facts of my existence, she exited for parts unknown. She did bequeath me considerable wealth and resources. It’s her insight that I’m most lacking.
The first time I performed a Transmutation, I felt disoriented and sick to my stomach. For that brief moment, I apprehended that everything, that anything, can change. Nothing is permanent. Not life. Not death. Not self. I think that this is why the mortals suffer Disquiet in our presence. The flame we carry is one of change and transformation, and an intuitively perceived threat to the illusion of stability that they hold so dear.
Is it possible to enlighten them, then, and take away this fear of change? I made several halfhearted attempts, but it never worked. I could never overcome their fear.
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