In 1263, when the vault containing the body of St. Anthony was opened, thirty-two years after its original interment, the flesh had turned to dust, but the tongue was in a perfect state of preservation. For almost eight-hundred years it was kept mounted on a pin. But now it has been stolen. Padua, Milan, Venice, Florence, Rome... Father Torturo, the neo-decadent anti-hero, moves through a modern Italy reeking of incense and filth. In an adventure stained with magic and garnished with cruelty, he travels on an ambitious journey to popedom, where the only laws that restrain him are those of his own artistic taste.

Few indeed have penetrated the remote areas of West Papua, a land abounding in ritual and magic, and learned its secrets. A breviary of anthropophagy and the supernatural, Cannibals of West Papua recounts the remarkable adventures of Fr. Massimo Tetrazzini when he gets drafted into the proselytizing exercises of Dom Duarte Ramiro under the auspices of the Pontifical Mission Guild. Though Cannibals of West Papua is a sequel to The Translation of Father Torturo, it also acts as a stand alone novel. Where the previous work trembled between gothic horror and decadent giallo, the present treatise veers into unexplored territories of crisis, to the furthest edge of uninstitutionalized cravings, delivering an indispensible and bloody feast for psychologists, beasts, and epicureans alike.