First review with the new star system! Immediately betraying my principles by awarding a quarter star.
I think this is the ultimate character study of the Death Guard and Nurgle worship in all of the Black Library. Wraight really outdoes himself in the way his primary characters inhabit and experience the world, and most notably in the way they think. Vorx is probably the most Death Guard character that’s ever been written, and his primary foils, Dragan the relative hothead, and Dantine the captured human, are both stellar exemplars of Wraight’s ability to draw out the character of a legion. They are what happens when you cease to rage against the dying of the light in this fundamentally broken universe. They are the acceptance of horror, the final stage of grief on a galactic scale, the release that comes from no longer fighting against misery. In a universe where no one can be satisfied, some are even content. The exchange about not being allowed to clean the filth from their armor is a perfect illustration here. First they become inured to the filth, then the filth becomes part of their identity. The same is true with the Death Guard writ large. While the scenes with Mortarion and Typhus are enjoyable, seeing the differing perspectives of the leading members of the legion, it’s the other characters who really lay out the philosophy of this group, and I think the book is better for it. I think you can come away from this book, not persuaded, but understanding why these characters might genuinely believe they are doing good despite being murderous super soldier avatars of plague and corruption.
Where the book falls down is in much of the plot being rather forgettable. The A plot is not particularly exciting, most of the flashbacks I don’t think add a ton, and the mystery part of the book is unsatisfying. I also think we were missing one more scene with Dragan to tie together his character arc. And yet, despite all that, Vorx versus Xidias is one of the most memorable duels of the Black Library for me. I am an absolute sucker for a warrior crying out that the light shall come again as he fights a hopeless battle, and it’s a moment that allows both characters to really shine, while still getting to be satisfying within the context of the book. Vorx’s compassion to his foe and his response have stuck with me since I first read this, and I think that scene is the highlight of the book.