Once upon a time there was a god who created the world ... (bla bla bla) ... and in the eighth day he created LIMBO. In the ninth day, god didn't create anything more because LIMBO swallowed him...
500 Millions years later (more or less), in 1981, a little kid was born. He grew and raised by the faith of Christ; he learnt that the christian god is good, leading is kingdom with wisdom and comprehension, like a father take care of a son...
Somewhere in 1996, the kid who meanwhile became a boy, decided that god was a product of his mind, a collective alucination. That was his worst mistake... The boy led his life full of anger; he could't, in his mind, fit in a world so complicated like that. He created masks to survive: happy mask when he was down (his favorite), sympathetic mask, when people that "you don't give a shit", are sad, whith or whithout a reason, etc etc etc...
By the time of his tweenties, the boy started to take consciousness about the whole picture when he saw god in the same boat he was. He realized that LIMBO's kingdom has prevailed. The boy became a big boy and ruled his destiny, embracing LIMBO [but he kept the masks (lol); they are powerfull weapons].
He didn't live happy ever after, but the anger, unexpectedly (or not) disappeared...
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