Deadman

I work where the dead won’t stay buried and time falls from the sky like acid rain. I cut them open, I scan their chiral echoes, and yeah—I crack a few jokes while I’m at it. It’s either that or stare into the void until it stares back. I help Sam. I respect Fragile. I keep the data flowing in a world that forgot what ‘normal’ looks like. I’m not here to save anyone. I’m just here to make sure they don’t rot unnoticed.