Aug 18, 2025
Reiraku/Downfall isn't simply a tale,
It’s the quiet collapse of a dream gone stale.
A mangaka caught in the pointless grind,
Losing the light he once carried inside.
They tell us that art is supposed to be free,
A path to success, to joy, to be seen.
But behind every panel, each line that he draws,
Is burnout, fatigue, and a world full of flaws.
...
Do we live for our work, or just work to survive?
In a system that drains what it means to feel alive.
You do what you must, you play along,
Even when something inside feels deeply wrong.
He’s not drawing for passion, not anymore.
He’s surviving the deadlines, the pressure, the war.
To the world, he’s fine, he plays his role,
But he’s lost the heart that once made him whole.
This story doesn’t try to inspire or uplift,
It just hands you the weight, no ribbon, no gift.
For anyone who's burned out, been lost or betrayed,
There’s truth in the silence that Asano conveys.
He doesn’t scream, he barely even speaks,
But somehow, his message still cuts deep.
Just eight chapters, and yet it still hits
Harder than most stories that go on for years.
A whisper, a wound, a life torn apart,
Downfall is a tale carved from the heart.
Reviewer’s Rating: 8
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