Plato’s Fist is a simple core system for role playing in an occult multi-genre science fantasy setting.
Nobody is rational. Rationality is over. The Glass Grimoire broke their minds by offering up echo-chamber tribalism as a replacement for religion. The obliteration of objective reality was just a byproduct.
Some were the size of a deck of cards, some were as large as renaissance paintings, but the hard windows of black glass all did the same thing: hijack an entity’s ego and reduce it to a witless drone.
But as any scribe of Farlore could tell you, time and time again the forces of tyranny can have been bent to liberation.
And so it is that, by way of the Glass Grimoire you read this on now, I impart this urgent message:
If humanity is to rise to its proper station in the multiverse it must remember how it once strode inward as readily as it now drives outward to the stars. The boldest of them must rediscover the mighty sheathes of their astral selves and stand once again — as the Atlanteans briefly did — amongst the gods of the planes within.
"Until you showed up, Earth was the laughing stock of the cosmos.”
- ~ Banjoman, Lord of Limbo