What a strange feeling. Thinking back about the 17 years since discovering the Berserk animation. By the time I was only 12 but god, I already liked it so much. The quality level of narration was so high, each character had such a deep crystallized personality and the music made me instantly enter this dark world. Since this point, I read all the available books many times during all the passing years. Each new chapter was met with a deep joy of understanding more where the great mind of Mr Miura wanted to guide us. Each new chapter was met with speculation on the different paths Guts could take. The perfection of the work was at every page, every details of any drawing. The passing chapters made me realized I would never be able to foresee what was coming in the series. And I didn't even want to consider the idea that Miura could pass away for the next 15 years at least. He was supposed to get to the end of the story. We had to know. It had to be this way. How could any other scenario make sense?
It made me once more realized one can never predict the coming events.
Mr Miura was probably one of the greatest mind of our time. One of the most dedicated man to the perfection of his work. It should inspire all of us to create something greater than us. To give a legacy that the world will watch with pride and honour. Goodbye Master.
It made me once more realized one can never predict the coming events.
Mr Miura was probably one of the greatest mind of our time. One of the most dedicated man to the perfection of his work. It should inspire all of us to create something greater than us. To give a legacy that the world will watch with pride and honour. Goodbye Master.