This is a game about boundaries. Humans transcending their own limitations, and the metamorphoses that may await them on that journey: a blood cell or an udurgh, a doll or a living creature, a slave to the circumstances or the setter of new laws
The concept of being worn out is important
to Pathologic. It’s largely a game about what
things used to be and will become rather than
what they are. The Town is filled with ruins of
things, ideas, and ambitions. Somewhat less
than pretty chests-of-drawers are the least
sad examples of this, but they are also there
to support the motif
“In the beginning there was nothing, only the abyss (not a precise term: to the steppe people, an abyss is not a chasm or void but the opposite, the greatest possible density, a place that is cramped, stifling, and airless; instead of building over it, it is to be cleared and expanded)”.