I bet you thought I had forgotten all about this. Translations are below each page:
Panel one: Thick with humidity, the vapor sickened many of the men, oxidizing them.
Panel two: Hardly perturbed, brave Vanadium took the trouble to lighten his load.
Panel three: On Day 598, they approached the magnetic spikes.
Its mysterious power is uncontainable.
But not enough to stop the bold.
Panel One: It was Day 1,032 when they spotted the land of the Sirens.
Panel Two: They say their melodious voices have an irresistible attraction. They say men fall exhausted before their sensual songs. Although no one who has heard them has ever recounted this.
Panel Three: Vanadium (and only Vanadium) will listen. No risk he’ll be lost in its beauty.
Panel Four: Shrilly beautiful chords.
Panel One: Heartwarming. Heartbreaking.
Panel Two: On day 2,114, the men were concerned.
CREWMAN: Listen Vanadium! … We’ve been thinking! …
What if your wild theories about the world’s shape had been true? Where would we go, fall off the edge of the world? ….
Panel Four: Vanadium had not thought about that.
Panel Five: Nor would he bother to do so.
Panel One: With the coming of Day 4,954, the boss made his announcement.
Panel Two: And the course of events became inexorable.
Panel Three: Abysmally unfathomable. Like an unfathomable abyss.
Panel Four: During the (countless) following days, Vanadium felt himself falling.
Or that he was suspended in nothingness, with the whole universe spinning around him.
Or falling, yes. But not down, but up.
Panel One: Forever, in any direction, somewhere.
Panel Two: The Forge of Vulcan.
Panel One: Vulcan.
VANADIUM: Are you … God? …
VULCAN: How … How dare you? How dare one of you insolent creatures come into my presence?
VANADIUM: Now I know! I have understood! All my life, through evil, pleasure and destruction, the essential work of life, I have been searching for something! … I know what I have sought is God!
Why have you created this world of calamity and horror? ….Only you can reveal it! …
VULCAN: I’ll tell you … when Jupiter expelled me from Olympus for my deformity …
When lovely Venus fell in love with me just to tease …. I felt bad, very frustrated …
But then I remembered that I was a god, too. But what kind of god would I be if I did not create my own universe? So I ordered my cyclops to forge the metal earth …
… Although I had forgotten it existed.
VANADIUM: But then … what is the meaning of our existence? What does our lord command? What is our reason to be?
VULCAN: I do not know … I can not think of any.
Panel Two: Vanadium returned (nobody knows how) to lock himself in the tower of a castle and at the height of his meditations.
Panel Three: Years later, he returned to life, soaked with wisdom and hallucinated lucidity. Again he devoted himself to destruction and vice, but this time, protected by mystical motivations.
Panel Four: Scholars long discussed what steps to follow after the discoveries made by the feats of Vanadium. In the end, they decided that the world should remain round.
Panel Five: Just to protect the fragile minds of the uncertain commoners from the apprehension that knowledge of the truth would produce.
Kind of a fizzle for a conclusion after some of the other stories in the series, but I really like how he draws the Olympians. And everything else. Also, a nice touch to use the Roman names for the gods and not the Greek; I wonder if that’s the set they use in South America?Read More