Reviews

Unlike most narratives with sympathetic villains, Kami no Kodomo doesn't try to justify the protagonist's actions. His descent into violence feels inevitable, fueled by a cocktail of childhood abuse, a twisted sense of entitlement, and a chilling apathy towards human life. The narrative is devoid of flowery justifications – the protagonist lays bare his motivations and depravity in a chillingly detached tone.

This lack of emotional manipulation is what makes Kami no Kodomo so unsettling. We're forced to confront the raw ugliness within the protagonist without the comfort of assigning blame or seeking redemption. It's a story that lingers long after the final panel, a disturbing echo of the potential for darkness that resides within us all.

However, in its biggest flaws, the manga is exempt in my concept, religious fanaticism goes very well with a bored idiot multiplying bread. The supporting characters are mere shadows, existing only to illustrate the protagonist's distorted view of the world.