He doesn't remember when he stopped being an artist, now he wanders through the bloody corridors in search of duplicators. Somewhere - interrogation, somewhere - emptiness and ruthlessness
Formal freedom and blood for the sake of life - Chapter 1.1
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He doesn't remember when he stopped being an artist, now he wanders through the bloody corridors in search of duplicators. Somewhere - interrogation, somewhere - emptiness and ruthlessness
Formal freedom and blood for the sake of life - Chapter 1.1
Faceless man
The first thing you'll see. Cover is still a sketch, but the mood is already there.
Two people. One city. Not a single right way out.
Primorio & Duplikado — cover sketch.
They are not brothers. Not friends. Not partners.
Primorio once painted his own shadow. It stood up and followed him. Now he barely feels anything. It feels too much.
Together they hunt those who took someone else's life. Sometimes they kill the wrong ones. Sometimes they lose control. They have a few places that don't turn them away. A few names they remember with pain.
This is not a story about heroes.
This is a story about two people who lost themselves and don't know how to put themselves back together.
Primorio & Duplikado.
Neither original nor shadow.
Just two people with nowhere to go but toward each other.
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"I'm the one who asks questions. I wait. I listen. I give you time to think. But him? He doesn't ask. He walks in, he looks at you, and he decides if you're a person or just something in his way. You have three minutes. Use them wisely."