Chapter 1: The Evil Genius
From Summoner
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The Blank World
What if the world is nothing more than a thought? What if everything we know, everything we perceive, is only such because we think it to be so? Why, then, do we live in a World of Darkness, where the shadows are deep and rarely empty? Do we wish this to be so?
Or is something else at work?
Rene Descartes, in his Meditations, considered the nature of existence. What can we know, beyond suspicion? Our friends can lie to us, as can our loved ones. Our religions could be fabrications. Our own senses can lie, with mirages and hallucinations. What can we believe, if everything we know could be an illusion, perhaps some grand fantasy crafted by an evil genius?
Many walk through the world, ignorant of this uncertainty. Some, however, feel an itching in their hearts, a doubt, or a need for an absolute truth. Descartes felt a similar drive, which drove him to his question: What can I know to be true?
His answer is the resounding truth of those who call themselves Summoners. Cogito, ergo sum. I think, therefore I am.
Drawing the Fool
The pivotal moment where one accepts one's Ego and comes face to face with a facet of their souls: the Alter Self
The Alter Self
These iconic beings follow a variety of myths, symbolisms, and Jungian archetypes. In the end, their ultimate meaning is left to the one who wields it.
The Unconscious
The dreams where a Summoner and their Alter Selves may interact. Here, they may learn new Arts, look inward for answers in the collective of dreams and thoughts...and perhaps even forge a new Self from the aether.
Demons
Beings of thought and meaning, there is a Demon for every passion or deception of the human mind. Distant cousins to spirits, these Demons exist as mere thoughts within the Mirror, unable to touch the World...until some part of the Mirror cracks.
The Mirror
The world of Demons, a reactive place of perspective and relation. A world of chains and blood and symbols. Some call it Pandemonium, others Hell or Heaven. In the end...it is all in your point of view.
The Undefined
When demons walk the World, mortals without defenses are often helpless to face them. The Undefined are the result of one who has been deeply harvested for Id.
Shells
Here are the hollow men, the straw men...
Memes
Anonymous is powerful, because Anonymous is no one...but Anonymous becomes oneself, and then there is no self...there is only Anonymous. And Anonymous does not forgive.
Phantoms
Everyone knows the story...everyone knows the word on the street. And even if it wasn't true...rumors have a way of seeping into the empty places...and taking root.
