I don't think there are quite the words to describe my feelings of euphoria, bafflement and pure emptiness that I felt during, and after completing this novel. Nor did I think it was possible for my lacking attention span that gets distracted within 50 chapters of a novel to sit through, thoroughly engrossed, of a novel with over 1000 chapters.
Lord of Mysteries in a new reality placed on paper, with vivid sights and conflicts, with people with very real lives that are both terrible and tragic, or filled with riches and ideals.
How does one combine steampunk, victorian era, scp, occulet, lovecraft into one story and make it work???
The world building is down to the core, to the depth. You learn about the cultures, the religions, the habits of both the wealthy and the poor, of the life of those struggling every day and those flourishing. Of desi-pie, a delicacy, and more.
Did I think I would make it to the end? Absolutely not. And here I am, eagerly anticipating the second novel in the trilogy that may take up almost another month of time. Maybe I've been influenced by the fanatical craziness of this story, or maybe it's left that deep of an impression. Maybe both.
It's near impossible to describe the sensation of watching somebody, a human just like you or I, descend into madness and ascend into godhood, struggling to retain his humanity as he becomes an existence he once knew nothing of.
[We are guardians, but also a bunch of miserable wrenches that are constantly fighting against threats and madness.]
The price of power, and the war of gods that slowly draw regular humans into their battles, ending thousands of lives. Of injustice of the poor and the weak, of those who could do nothing but perish on the backstreets as an unknown name, a forgotten figure.
The strong who sought to become stronger, even as they fell into a deep madness that consumed them, ending the lives of the saviours who may have fought to save their family.
Klein Moretti, the main character, who was also Sherlock Moriarty, Gehrman Sparrow, Dwayne Dantes and Merlin Hermes. Most importantly, he was Zhou Mingrui and the Fool.
A regular man who wore the mask of a clown, wearing a ridiculous, silly, exaggerate and happy smile.
[Become anyone, but ultimately become yourself in the end.]
And then there was the tarot club, full of incredible and wonderful characters that gradually developed through the book and turned from regular beyonders or humans, into demi-gods that could threaten an entire city.
The ones that especially left an impression would be the Justice, Audrey, who began as a sheltered noble that eventually became a pillar of support, opening her eyes to the darkness of reality and seeking out ways to help others, at the risk of her own life.
Then, the Star, Leonard, a selfish and lazy poet who often moved to the beat of his own drum, but had a loyalty to his comrades that was fathomless, making them his sole reason to keep living and moving forward.
The Sun, Derrick, who begun as a naive and innocent youth suffering unimaginable terrors in a world of permanent darkness, and eventually becoming a beacon of light that led his city to the bright blue skies.
Of course, there are way too many characters for me to give a description of them all that I do genuinely adore. Bernadette's family love, Anderson's sly and insulting tongue, Alger's desire for power, Frank's strange experiments, Azik's knowledgeable help, Reinette's nicknames, and so much more.
And the World, Gehrman Sparrow, who was seen by the world as cold and calculating and mad, when he was in fact a regular man that shouldered the world's fate on his shoulders while caring deeply for his friends.
And all of those who were a fingertip's graze away from salvation.
[Don't save me... Don't save me....]
[I have never betrayed the City of Silver...]
[Go. open that door. I want to see what the sunlight outside is like...]
[The Tarot Club lost its first official member.]
Klein Moretti, I eagerly await your awakening from your deep slumber, and pray for your success against the Lord of Mysteries.
[From the beginning, you've been a guardian. You mimicked others until you were mimicked by others.]