Berserk, Volume 34, Griffith Has Won

The times they are changing. And it’s not just the world changing, but the feel of it. Things are not golden no more. So long, and onto a new age. And if you need help, Dylan made a song for you.

The Golden Age

The New Age

This apocalypse affecting the world can only be fixed by it’s puppet-master, Griffith. I wish I could share all the art for this volume, which is so beautiful I was on the verge of tears imagining the work it took just to think of some of these sights. While Berserk has always been literary inspired, it’s fantasy roots run deep. This kind of horror would make Edgar Allen Poe have nightmares. Finally, we are seeing the world accept Griffith.

Some of the sights are Griffith’s creations and only Sonia can rile everyone together to help Griffith. And she succeeds. Apostles and humans are now one in the same, as they are for the same goal. Going with Griffith. And this is not just Griffith’s dream, it’s his afternoon. He has won, and he didn’t need to try. And to confirm it, we get maybe the greatest art of Berserk.

But Skull Knight can do nothing worth while. Griffith has won. The reason I brought back the past at the beginning of this review is to reflect the present. We’ve come so far, haven’t we? Griffith has achieved what the Band of the Hawk was made for. His dream. He does not have his Kingdom yet, but mentally he has achieved it. This volume is not a collage of chapters serialized in a magazine hitting print, it’s an artist imprinting his final word for Guts final foe. Success. His dream is realized, now what?