The Legend of Saint Julien the Hospitaller, as Gustave Flaubert puts it (Three Tales, 1877), exposes the persistent slaughter of animals of all kinds, which the young lord Julien commits, through the sadistic game of a solitary hunt. "But Julien did not tire of killing, alternately bandaging his crossbow, drawing the sword, pointing the cutlass, and thought of nothing, remembered nothing. He was on the hunt in some country, for an indeterminate time, by the mere fact of his own existence, everything being fulfilled with the ease one experiences in dreams." The devastation of a martyred nature, a joyful road trip in the age of the Anthropocene, places the individual at the heart of an ecocidal system of resource consumption. His complicity in the carnage requires only his indifference. A pyramid marks the road of capital, opposing slaves and privileges. Julien, an elite hunter, adorns his carriage with obsolete trophies, the count of which is lost. He is a schmok, not a man; almost a demon.*Soon, a curse of the stars will make him kill father and mother to meet his mystical destiny. *The Yiddish word shmok derives from Old Polish Smok «grass snake, dragon»