A postmodern work—in it you’ll find magical realism, the simplicity of an allegorical parable, and parodies of an anarchist or communist manifesto.
What is a drunk idler, a societal outcast, an anarchist by conviction to do when the whole world is permeated by power structures? The world doesn’t accept him—yet he also doesn’t accept the light. Even worse, Hic-Hica is being pursued by the police. The poor guy hides in a mountain inn, but even there authority finds him—in the form of the innkeeper and the smugglers, who force him into the most thankless, dark kind of work. Humiliated and insulted, Hic-hic hides in a mountain cave and continues to drag out his miserable existence there, not even suspecting that one day he’ll meet his true love… and an enormous army of anthropomorphic fungi. Waking the giants from hibernation, Hic-hic becomes their master. At the head of the fungus army, he sets out on a campaign against everyone and everything, to win the heart of his beloved and bring the world to the grace of primordial anarchy.