Lone wolf & cub.
The most beautiful, spiritual manga ever.
The triumvirate of itto, daigoro and retsudo and their dynamics are just so endlessly compelling. Maybe in one of the infinite iterations of the cycle, they were family.
WILL name my son daigoro. Son of my heart.
11/10
“It seems,” he said, “that every gift I give is carved from my own flesh, and by every wound and every scar upon my body, I map the passage of my loves.”
Remembered draconus
“this he would remember, that his burning would not pass through him, would not fall away into the black-of-black, but would dwell forever as another horror, so welding him to who he had been.”
DNF
He wrote some of these shallow ass books in 3 fucking days and he's somehow concidered one of the GOATS of fantasy. Give me a fucking break with this sorry ass genre man.
“He has wondered whether death would be beautiful. He has wondered how the end of memory would appear at memory’s end. He has wondered what it means to so outrun glory as to become blind to disgrace. It seems proper that these screeching animals show him.”
“You drink of the River and it is clear. You drink of the River and it is foul. You breathe of the Sky and it never empties. You weep, and the Sea stings your lips. Rejoice, and mourn, for you belong to this World.
Heaven does not know you.”