It’s a wild ride. The story maintains tension and yet you can always feel the pathos.
It’s a tragedy, and even though the MC knows how the final act will play out, there is nothing he can do to prevent it. The reader can also predict how the final act will play out, you pray and wish that it doesn’t happen. But it does.
Who is the real sociopath? The one that acts on his darkest desires? Or the one that suppresses them and lives vicariously through others. Who is the one that is really devoid of emotions? And can someone who cares about nobody actually fall in love with someone even though he can’t adequately express it?
At the end, I felt a bit broken and empty and I could almost feel the emotions coming from the MC. The futility and tragedy of it all.
This is how you keen the reader on the edge of their seat.
Slight spoiler.
It’s a wild ride. The story maintains tension and yet you can always feel the pathos.
It’s a tragedy, and even though the MC knows how the final act will play out, there is nothing he can do to prevent it. The reader can also predict how the final act will play out, you pray and wish that it doesn’t happen. But it does.
Who is the real sociopath? The one that acts on his darkest desires? Or the one that suppresses them and lives vicariously through others. Who is the one that is really devoid of emotions? And can someone who cares about nobody actually fall in love with someone even though he can’t adequately express it?
At the end, I felt a bit broken and empty and I could almost feel the emotions coming from the MC. The futility and tragedy of it all.
This is how you keen the reader on the edge of their seat.
This is how you write a psychological manhwa.