With only a backpack and a rifle as his belongings, a man walks in search of food. Day after day, while he seems alone in the world, Karl tries to survive. His head injury is likely the cause of his amnesia. Yet, he had a plan. A plan that was supposed to make him part of history…

Winshluss brilliantly appropriates the codes of the survival story to deconstruct them, playing with a reconstructed memory in a virtuoso narration. Violence is present, humor is never far away, and the joy of reading is ever-present. With I Killed the Sun, Winshluss confirms, if it were needed, his place as a key author in contemporary graphic novels.