It takes some real talent to make a setting as fantastical as this one with an MC as strong as this one... tedious. Weird hangups the author has being shoved into the story through Satou's inner dialogue aside, Satou is painfully, agonizingly boring.
Even the fights are boring, with such an asinine number of damage types and resistances that the interminable "resistance skill acquired" messages are meaningless because in the next fight he'll just be hit by something else - except it'll do the same damage of "nothing." It's a distinction without a difference. There's no urgency and no strategy; Satou resists everything and spams the same handful of attacks and the author does such a poor job keeping track of even this childishly simple system that the effects of those spammed attacks are barely noticeable until suddenly the fight is over.
The multi-chapter ordeal of him fighting the boar head whatever is legitimately one of the most boring things i've ever read. I realized after it finally ended that I couldn't bring myself to care about anything in this setting anymore, as it became clear the author had no grasp whatsoever on what makes for a gripping narrative.
If I had one word to describe this, however, it wouldn't be "garbage" or "boring": it'd be "squandered." There are the beginnings of a compelling world and story buried in the foundations here, but the author has surrounded them in monotonous rubble rather than build on them.
Even the fights are boring, with such an asinine number of damage types and resistances that the interminable "resistance skill acquired" messages are meaningless because in the next fight he'll just be hit by something else - except it'll do the same damage of "nothing." It's a distinction without a difference. There's no urgency and no strategy; Satou resists everything and spams the same handful of attacks and the author does such a poor job keeping track of even this childishly simple system that the effects of those spammed attacks are barely noticeable until suddenly the fight is over.
The multi-chapter ordeal of him fighting the boar head whatever is legitimately one of the most boring things i've ever read. I realized after it finally ended that I couldn't bring myself to care about anything in this setting anymore, as it became clear the author had no grasp whatsoever on what makes for a gripping narrative.
If I had one word to describe this, however, it wouldn't be "garbage" or "boring": it'd be "squandered." There are the beginnings of a compelling world and story buried in the foundations here, but the author has surrounded them in monotonous rubble rather than build on them.
