List of The Amory Wars Characters - Good Apollo, I'm Burning Star IV, Volume One: From Fear Through The Eyes of Madness

Good Apollo, I'm Burning Star IV, Volume One: From Fear Through The Eyes of Madness

  • The Writer - Also referred to as The Writing Writer, he is the author of the story of Heaven's Fence. The turmoil in his own life causes him to become overwhelmed by the story—so much so that he longs for an ending to it. As his stress mounts, he becomes delusional and he begins seeing visions of Ten Speed. At the end of Good Apollo, Volume One, he enters his own story and kills the Prise Ambellina, triggering Claudio the Character's transformation into the messianic Crowing.
  • Ten Speed of God's Blood & Burial - The manifestation of The Writer's ill will and malice which takes the form of his 10-speed bicycle. Ten Speed convinces the Writer that he needs to kill off Ambellina in order to end the story, with the argument that if Ambellina is dead, Claudio will become the Crowing and destroy the Keywork.
  • Erica Court- The Writer's former lover, whose unfaithfulness causes him to descend into madness and interfere with the story of Heaven's Fence. It is hinted that The Writer once asked Erica Court to marry him (The Suffering), and that at some point in the relationship he turned hostile (Welcome Home). Erica is represented within the Writer's story in the guise of Newo Ikkin (the past, or the bad/evil side) as well as in Ambellina (the future, the good/pure side).

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