For the love of god and everything you believe or don't believe in: don't be foolishly swayed like I was by the water army who sings praises to this novel. It starts out decievingly well and has a good premise, and manages to go strong for a little while before brazely dropping the act and showing its true colors. Quick summary: mc is an incomprehensible moron who gets praised to highest heaven as the Supreme Genius Stragegist for having a half-decent/obvious plan once in a blue moon; as for the other 99,99% of the screentime he whiteknights around collecting bimbos in distress, getting his arse handed to him EVERY. SINGLE. TIME., only to be bailed out by unexplained coincidense / "awakened instincts" that are never mentioned again / enemies suddenly gaining a new set of chromosomes in exchange for half of their IQ / convenient moment of luckyness / deus ex machina (this time literally) / plot armor / a random loli that in a single second gains more power than mc ever had and finishes off a boss with a single lvl.1 fireball (yes, seriously). Have mercy on your nerve endings and spleen, just don't read it.
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