Every day his stomach growled, but he endured it. So even though he was hungry, he endured. The king was so pleased! “The prince is well! The prince is well!” The monster liked the boy’s name. “If you give me your name, I’ll give you strength.” “If you can cure this illness and make me strong, I’ll give you my name.” The monster entered the boy. The monster came to a castle looking for a wonderful name. It could be the truth, her repressed memories, or happiness. It could be identity, vengeance, or her sister. What’s in a name? A rose by any other name would smell as sweet. From there, everything has been put into place. They do not want to part with each other, but an old military man took the child left behind to the east, and the child taken captive to the west. They found people who could for them, but one of them thought it is not practical to trust other people and they walked until they reached the border. They decided to flee their home and go to safety. The one taken captive found opportunity to escape, and went back to their home. Some men took one of them and left the other behind. One went to the west and the other went towards the east.Ī long, long time ago, in a place named The Three Frogs, there were twins who were not allowed to have a name. But the world was so large that he split into two to make his journey. So the monster left to go on a journey to find a name. It will be the saddest part of being human if you die and everyone just forgets you, forever.Ī long, long time ago, in a land far away, there was a monster without a name. When that average person is not remembered by everyone, that should drive him to insanity. An average person feels sad when no one remembers that it’s their birthday. No one would remember… which I find so pitiable. No one will know he ever existed, because all the people who could have vouched for his multiple acts of evil has been eliminated. Enlightened by his own realisations on human life and the suffering it brings to everyone, he planned his 'perfect suicide’. Lunge described him accurately, 'a Buddha going down the path of destruction’. Johan’s story was, on the contrary, a glorious harakiri. We just have to accept that we are monsters without a name.“ Whoever she was, or she is, it doesn’t matter. She triumphed over her horrible past, and lived off happy memories. It was like Light, Lelouch and Emperor Charles altogether–but without their supernatural powers. I find it uncanny how Johan lived up to the moral of the story: killing people that proved no longer useful and erasing off the face of the earth those who knew him. His ‘name-searching’ can be his living from foster parents to another, and then murdering them after when they are no longer useful. I mean, it couldn’t be more than obvious. It is very obvious who the Monster who went to the East is and who’s the Monster who went to the West. Until then, I didn’t know it to be Johan and Nina’s life story.
I thought it was one of those fancy picture books of Bonaparta that makes young children go anti-social. I didn’t really understand The Nameless Monster until I finished Monster.
What a shame, for Johan was such a wonderful name, too. The monster finally had a name, But all the people who could call him by that name have disappeared. We just have to accept that we are monsters without a name.” The boy ate the monster who traveled to the west.
It’s a wonderful name, too.” The monster who went to the west said, “I don’t need a name.
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