What did I just read? That’s the question I had to ask myself more than once while reading this book — and it’s still on my mind now. The undeniable source of this feeling was the connection to the brutality of raw inhuman forces, which do not wait long to unleash as you dive deep into the pages of this book.
The plot is, or pretends to be, relatively simple. Father — a god-like figure — is missing. His "children" are looking for him, each in their own way, following the path of their "catalogue", i.e. fields of study. All this while they are forced to remain in the realms of our world because they are prohibited from returning to their "home" — The Library.
But nothing turns out to be as it seems. And not just once. As you progress through the layers of The Library at Mount Char, the boundaries between godhood, abuse, power, and humanity blur in a way that’s unsettling and thrilling. This is not just a story; it's a journey that challenges you to question everything — from the nature of power to the very fabric of reality.
In the end, The Library at Mount Char is a dark, twisted tale that explores the price of knowledge and the corruption that comes with absolute power. It’s a wild ride, not even close to the hypothetically similar stories (for example, by Neil Gaiman). And it’s not for the faint-hearted; it’s a story that will leave you thinking long after you’ve turned the last page — and still wondering, what did I just read?