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Heaven Official's Blessing #5 by 墨香铜臭, Mo Xiang Tong Xiu
5.0
it's absolutely fucking insane how MXTX (the author) has made me sob uncontrollably throughout this book. because of that, 5/5 stars of course.
the last book was intense, exhilarating, and a trial for our characters to go through. it was action-packed from the start, never letting up and never letting the readers breathe — but we gotta go save the world, so who has the time to rest? every finalizing impact was made, all the loose ends carefully placed finally tied themselves up at the right time, until everything built up to a glorious, powerful ending crescendo that still makes my heart ache and tears well up when i think about it.
one of my tags is now-that-is-how-you-end-a-series, and it couldn't be more damn true. not only have i never been sharply disappointed or mind-numbingly bored throughout this book, but this piece of art has filled me up with so much emotion and feeling and heart that it honestly felt like my body could not handle it. the pace was perfect, the transitions were seamless, the little nods and winks to the little details were a delight to catch, and the brilliant, highly-anticipated plot points were explosive, leaving me in awe of how masterful this book is, how it's ruined me for endings forever.
this book is emotional and epic, hurting you in just a way that only a final book can. it's the final push to stake that dagger into your heart, knowing that it's the end, that it'll be painful, but you still cannot look away. there's so much i want to say, to express but i know i'll never fully be successful in transmitting my feelings to another person at the other side of the screen, so the best i can do to make them feel what i feel is to tell them to read what i've read, so they can see what i've seen, so they can experience what i've experienced, so we can laugh, cry, laugh, and cry some more together. even if it's just one person, it's worth it.
to add some more detail, i will say this: i was heartbroken. if you've read it, then you know what scene it was that wrenched that god-awful sob from you, that tore your heart out, its tattered edges ruined. crying is a normal part of reading books for me because i love to fully feel what the story is trying to convey. i cry at happy and sad moments, at life-changing moments, at powerful moments.
but it's entirely different when a book makes you sob.
sometimes, there are meanings lost in translation that miss the mark, that make you feel like you should've felt something, yet didn't. sometimes, those meanings do hit the mark, but only with so much impact that it didn't deliver its full force. this book didn't just hit the mark, it fucking tore it apart, it tore me apart. and in that ruin, my heart completely shifted itself into an entirely different entity. it made sure that this series will be in my heart forever. so even though i finished and said farewell to these characters whom i love so dearly and wish only the best for, i don't miss them at all. this is a bizarre concept to me because there's always some feeling of forlornness when i complete a series, but unexpectedly, not with this one. but i figured it out. i won't miss this series at all because i'll be carrying it around with me, to different sights, to different periods of my life. whenever i'm happy, i'll come back. whenever i'm sad, i'll come back. whatever version of myself i will be, i'll be carrying this series with me for as long as i'm alive. and maybe even then some (i'm thinking 800 years).
i've thought about touching on some specific aspects of this book, like the final battle, but i think it's best if i don't. it feels like to take some aspects from those powerful scenes and mention it in this review would be disrespectful, that it's better to leave them in the book. i don't know if that feeling makes sense, but it's like taking away something you're not supposed to move or else it won't be the same after. i want to reserve my emotions in those pages and leave that bit of privacy for me, to laugh at my reactions as i read through the book, as i cried through the book, as i noted my favorite scenes and characters. if you couldn't already tell, this book was very special to me.
after wrapping up this epic tale, it thankfully doesn't give me the same feeling as other last books do — of sitting numbly and staring off into space, wondering where my life goes from there. instead, it instills a strong sense of hope and faithfulness within me, that i'll be okay no matter where i go from here and that if i ever need a place to rest and laugh, this story is just waiting for me to dive right back in again, to xie lian and hua cheng's love story.
the last book was intense, exhilarating, and a trial for our characters to go through. it was action-packed from the start, never letting up and never letting the readers breathe — but we gotta go save the world, so who has the time to rest? every finalizing impact was made, all the loose ends carefully placed finally tied themselves up at the right time, until everything built up to a glorious, powerful ending crescendo that still makes my heart ache and tears well up when i think about it.
one of my tags is now-that-is-how-you-end-a-series, and it couldn't be more damn true. not only have i never been sharply disappointed or mind-numbingly bored throughout this book, but this piece of art has filled me up with so much emotion and feeling and heart that it honestly felt like my body could not handle it. the pace was perfect, the transitions were seamless, the little nods and winks to the little details were a delight to catch, and the brilliant, highly-anticipated plot points were explosive, leaving me in awe of how masterful this book is, how it's ruined me for endings forever.
this book is emotional and epic, hurting you in just a way that only a final book can. it's the final push to stake that dagger into your heart, knowing that it's the end, that it'll be painful, but you still cannot look away. there's so much i want to say, to express but i know i'll never fully be successful in transmitting my feelings to another person at the other side of the screen, so the best i can do to make them feel what i feel is to tell them to read what i've read, so they can see what i've seen, so they can experience what i've experienced, so we can laugh, cry, laugh, and cry some more together. even if it's just one person, it's worth it.
"To me, the one basking in infinite glory is you; the one fallen from grace is also you. What matters is you, and not the state of you."
to add some more detail, i will say this: i was heartbroken. if you've read it, then you know what scene it was that wrenched that god-awful sob from you, that tore your heart out, its tattered edges ruined. crying is a normal part of reading books for me because i love to fully feel what the story is trying to convey. i cry at happy and sad moments, at life-changing moments, at powerful moments.
but it's entirely different when a book makes you sob.
sometimes, there are meanings lost in translation that miss the mark, that make you feel like you should've felt something, yet didn't. sometimes, those meanings do hit the mark, but only with so much impact that it didn't deliver its full force. this book didn't just hit the mark, it fucking tore it apart, it tore me apart. and in that ruin, my heart completely shifted itself into an entirely different entity. it made sure that this series will be in my heart forever. so even though i finished and said farewell to these characters whom i love so dearly and wish only the best for, i don't miss them at all. this is a bizarre concept to me because there's always some feeling of forlornness when i complete a series, but unexpectedly, not with this one. but i figured it out. i won't miss this series at all because i'll be carrying it around with me, to different sights, to different periods of my life. whenever i'm happy, i'll come back. whenever i'm sad, i'll come back. whatever version of myself i will be, i'll be carrying this series with me for as long as i'm alive. and maybe even then some (i'm thinking 800 years).
i've thought about touching on some specific aspects of this book, like the final battle, but i think it's best if i don't. it feels like to take some aspects from those powerful scenes and mention it in this review would be disrespectful, that it's better to leave them in the book. i don't know if that feeling makes sense, but it's like taking away something you're not supposed to move or else it won't be the same after. i want to reserve my emotions in those pages and leave that bit of privacy for me, to laugh at my reactions as i read through the book, as i cried through the book, as i noted my favorite scenes and characters. if you couldn't already tell, this book was very special to me.
after wrapping up this epic tale, it thankfully doesn't give me the same feeling as other last books do — of sitting numbly and staring off into space, wondering where my life goes from there. instead, it instills a strong sense of hope and faithfulness within me, that i'll be okay no matter where i go from here and that if i ever need a place to rest and laugh, this story is just waiting for me to dive right back in again, to xie lian and hua cheng's love story.
Last time, they spent eight hundred years running towards each other.
This time, it only took an instant to fall into each other's embrace.