>this is considered among the best writing in fantasy
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>provides no arguments to support his criticism
I was recently memed into reading The Name of the Wind by Patrick Rothfuss. After reading a few chapters, I know only one thing: I want to rape Kvothe. I don't mean that in a metaphorical sense of besting him. I mean I literally want to sexually assault him. Every night I lie awake, imagining Kvothe's screams as I enter his tight pink virginal cunt and shove him back and forth like the world's most expensive fleshlight. He would piss himself from the mind-breaking terror of someone not being bewitched by his godlike intellect and skill, and I would rub his nose in the puddle of piss as if he were a disobedient dog. I would abuse every one of his holes until my balls were completely drained, and then I would leave him twitching pathetically in a pool of cum, blood, piss and vomit. For one last torment to break his will completely and beyond all repair, I would smile and tell him that Tolkien sends his regards.
You have to remember the kind of junk it's competing against in contemporary pop fantasy. Seriously, there are a lot of fantasy books out there much worse than it.
genre fiction can be cool, man