i just finished my first watch-through of dimension 20 fantasy high, and manāall i want to talk about is riz gukgak and his bloody hands.
riz and his bloody hands. his white-knuckle grip on control. little freakazoid insomniac wound too tight. āiām a harsh guy,ā he says, but heās got so much of a heart in him that he leaps into hell to save his father and charges blindly off into the nightmare kingās forest to save the world. heās a harsh guy, but his greatest fear in the world is being left behind by his friends.Ā
i love watching brennan and murph. because brennan is truly an extraordinary dm, and murph is THE plot-hound player. his characters move forward, ever forward, only ever onward. riz cannot sit still, he cannot lay fallow. the three days theyāre aboard a ship in the open ocean, he wigs out and spends it spiraling below deck. he cannot relax. not even for a second, not even to sleep. because if he doesāwhat? what will happen to him? what will happen to the teenage goblin kid with no father?Ā
riz and his bloody hands.Ā
and brennan knows murph well enough that he knows how to turn that into a character beat. he pits rizās drive for knowledge against him. you love the truth. you seek it so much that you cut your hands upon the insides of crystals. what a metal and underrated line. because riz would destroy himself for the truth. he canāt handle anything less. heās like one of those dogs that chews its own paws to shreds if it doesnāt have a job to do. itās always the next mission and the next job and the next adventure. no time for slowing down because the world is perpetually ending and thereās only so much one little goblin can do on his ownāeven if he never sleeps. thereās no time for slowing down because if he has a moment - even a moment! - to breathe, to rest, what would he do with it? what does riz have, if it isnāt the mission? what does he offer the world, if it isnāt his brain and his bullets and his bloody hands?Ā
at the end of the day, riz gukgak is just an empty little kid in a room full of empty mirrors. heās just theĀ kid whoĀ sleeps clutching his sword. thatās why kalina preys on him the way that she does. sheās the queen of masks and reflections. she sees right through to the fear inside of rizāthat he isnāt good enough, that he is nothing more than some kid playing detective who gets his friends hurt. she toys with him, but i imagine she also sees some of herself inside of him. they are both in their own ways, empty shells.Ā
and of course, the ironic truth is that riz is far from empty. truth-seeker, paranoid, whip-smart and frantic, riz tries so hard. he tries so hard that he dies for it.Ā heās the reason for their little team you know, heās the instigator. he went after penny, and he went after the nightmare king, and he will keep going and going and going, tearing his hands open again and again and again until he gives out. the ironic truth is that riz has one hell of a heart on him, and it beats him bloody. it drives him forward, ever and onward. it will not let him rest, and so he will never feel how big it is. how much space it takes up inside him. how un-empty he truly is.Ā
all he has are his hands, and they do not stop bleeding.
Reading this and remembering that he too was the first to go investigate leading to the Bad Kids fighting the Corn Cuties and everyone followed him.




















