"Is omniscience, to a god, strictly knowledge but with no real understanding?" "This world really knows how to make me hate it to it's core... the Gods, are they even watching?"
At its most surface level, Fukushuu o Koinegau Saikyou Yuusha wa, Yami no Chikara de Senmetsu Musou Suru is a story of revenge at its most distilled: brutal, relentless, and unrepentant. After being betrayed and executed by the very kingdom he saved, hero Raoul Evans returns from death wielding dark powers with one purpose—to annihilate those who wronged him. With each name added to his kill list, the reader is pulled deeper into a world where vengeance is both justice and horror. It is not a subtle series, but it knows exactly what it is.
There’s no sugarcoating the content: this is a grotesquely violent, cartoonishly sadistic series. Most characters are either outright monsters or so morally compromised that it's hard to root for anyone in the traditional sense. Raoul himself is a force of nature, completely unstoppable, and his victories are never in question. On paper, that should be a recipe for narrative stagnation—after all, what’s a battle if the outcome is never in doubt?
What’s unexpectedly engaging is the philosophical undercurrent that grows stronger as the series progresses. At first glance, it feels like torture porn—a gallery of increasingly elaborate executions designed to shock. But as Raoul delves deeper into the hierarchy of betrayal, the narrative begins to pick at the very idea of guilt. The storyline slowly reveals a Russian nesting doll of blame for the horrors we watch unfold, leading the reader to chew on some unsettling questions: who truly deserves to suffer, can suffering be a just currency? Where does the chain of responsibility begin and end? Do the ends always, or ever, justify the means? What acts of justice or vengeance are truly gone too far, and who gets to decide? These moments offer a surprising depth, forcing reflection in between the carnage.
Stylistically, the series is almost unapologetically pulpy, with dramatic inner monologues, symbolic imagery, and a commitment to excess that borders on theatrical. The pacing is rapid and ruthless, mirroring Raoul’s own single-minded drive. Yet within that speed there are these strange, almost meditative pauses—quiet flashbacks, philosophical musings, even rare glimpses of regret—that shift the tone just enough to unsettle. It’s not elegant writing, but it’s effective in its own warped way.
For all its bloodshed and nihilism, there’s something undeniably compelling about Fukushuu o Koinegau Saikyou Yuusha. It lures you in with spectacle but lingers with its questions, haunting in its insistence that revenge however pure it seems, is never clean and never simple. Against all odds—and perhaps against my better judgment—I was hooked. I may not be proud of how much I enjoyed this series, but I can’t deny that I did.
Creo que espere mucho para el tipo de historia que es. La trama me resultó interesante (gira en torno a la venganza) pero la forma en que está ejecutada es solo para ocasionar morbo. Se que muchas historias tienden a caer en eso pero está se centra totalmente en eso. Meten el pasado del protagonista para que entendamos mejor porque actúa así pero no le dedican más que unos cuantos paneles así que la historia se siente plana. Solo es gore y probablemente más adelante haya sexo que no me interesa leer así que mejor lo dejo hasta aquí.
I don't understand how there's already 16 of this when the story goes so fast it seems like you could end it in 2. I know there's a public for that but I'm not it. It's not even the torture that's a problem to me, it's that I don't see the point of half the characters. I guess they might become more important later on (if they're still alive) but I'll never know because I have so many better things to read.