My folly was that I dreamed too small. I saw Creation and nudged it, prodded it, shaping it in my hands like clay. Power no man should have, yet there I was. I poked, and prodded, and when my days grew many, I was no more. Now my creation is left to you. What are you, a man? Or an insect?

ABOUT

System: Custom

Type: Storytelling

Genre: Surreal

Mechanics: Draw cards and narrate results.

Intended Players: 2-5

Supplies needed: Deck of cards

Setup time: 15-30 minutes

Session time: Varies.

License: CC-BY 4.0

Included Bonuses: Print friendly version, character sheet

Last Updated: August 9, 2022