Far Goes The Farrago
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It is a tale of the unknown hero or the greatest villain: he who has forgiven the devil. But long before seeing his epilogue come true, Ulrich started off as an entirely different person: a fake hero, some unfulfilled hope, tightly promised failure. His inner demons were yet to be brutalized by the outer ones. Zachariah's already were.
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The supernatural is slowly dying, banned and punished by law. Ulrich Adler is a mild-hearted arbiter, one of those who are trained to bring out that prohibition. Yet, he is tricked into a pact with the Devil. To prove his good, he must resort to nefarious ways - and gather a wicked motivation to keep him alive and somehow happy. No training could've possibly prepared him for the inhuman adventure that awaits, orchestrated by none other than the Devil himself. Therein Ulrich discovers a terrifying life of his own.
Right on his tail is Zachariah Vero, a hollow author desperate to save his friends by sacrificing the world. Doing so means overcoming the worst bits of his past, and in spite of all his demons, succeed in capturing the Devil. In the meantime, inspiration strikes, and Zachariah learns - to his horror - that breathing lives into paper is less thrilling than ripping them apart. And that, perhaps, he'd never had a life of his own.
Their clash is inevitable, both of subjective justice. The only sort that can exist. Makes for a Faust-inspired, Dostoyevsky-dipped, Nietzsche-sprinkled mess with a whole lot of blood and jokes.
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