Kamigami no Itadaki (original) (raw)

What does it feel like to stand on top of a mountain? Why, nothing more than liberation! An insurmountable challenge, conquered by nothing more than humanity's finest!

Summit of the Gods is about mountaineering, but it's about the circumstances too. How can it not be? It's not like Nepal is willing to sponsor your trip to mount Everest!

Oh! Yeah, that's the part nobody wants to mention. It's a rich man's activity. The rich man would do it for the experience, just to see the glory and then gloat about it to your rich friends who had also scaled the walls 5 summers prior. They're just as... gormless as you'd imagine.

Summit of the Gods is most comparable to Grand Blue. It shows the lifestyle required for the hobby, shows you sights you can only see at the top of mountains, and tells a riveting story around it!

One of the truths it explores is one of glory and its ephemeral nature. Because normies enjoy being normies (good thing), they don't have an eye for the craft (also good thing). For mountaineering in particular, its glory is upheld by the accomplishment. That is to say, people only care if you accomplished it or not. No more no less. With regards to mountain climbing lore, only the first person to accomplish the feat will have their name remembered.

Even among the hobbyists, there are those that stand out for their ungodly attributes. The crackheads that take the craft to demonic heights! Not for the craft, but always for themselves.

I'm often reminded of my own video game exploits, because there's a lot of gamers out there and a lot of them are pretty fucking dumb. Just like climbing mountains, achieving a high degree of success in… well anything would require a high sense of self. You'd need a sharp sense of ethics and philosophy to cut through all of the noise!

But even then my enthusiasm has to be stifled. I can't talk about my exploits without being overbearing. In that sense, I am exactly like Jouji Habu. I am alone. I have an unmatchable tenacity. Hardcore tasks are just warmups for me on this lovely Tuesday morning.

Despite my video game exploits being rather legendary, they are nothing more than campfire stories. Passing muses that only highlight how much more experienced I am over the casual. Why would the world care about my exploits and insight when the next v-tuber looks hotter than me anyways? Nobody cares about real passion…

And therein lies the beauty. It's the untold stories that only the passionate would know about. Only they could know how beautiful that crackhead really was. But finding information on legendary crackheads, even that is a legendary pursuit in of itself!

The people end up maintaining the spirit of the mountains by withholding its secrets. The sights that I saw at the top of my game were no different than those who conquered the summits. They were glorious, plain and simple.

In conclusion,

ROCK & STONE/10

Until next time.