“The Division of Paranormal Enforcement (a super-elite special operations and law enforcement agency) has had its top agent ambushed and killed. Bitten and left for dead, agent Fiction is turned into “Neo-Mortem”: one of the undead. Now living again as one of the very things he had spent his entire career battling, and with his entire agency hunting him down, he has no choice but to traverse the underworld seeking revenge against his attacker and turning his back on everything he once believed in…”
- Below was the Introduction from our Issue #0 Teaser:
- Issue #0 Introduction
- By Josh Breidbart -
Am I sick for just loving the way torn flesh looks?… Probably.Seriously, when Page 3 was done, I was shoving my phone in everyone’s face, showing off the carnage The Division was going to be capable of. My sinister goal in writing this comic was to push Tom and Mel to create their most gruesome and harrowing images. To help craft a twisted universe that remained with you even after you closed your eyes. I’d apologize, reader, for subjecting you to such imagery. But in a few moments, I doubt you’ll harbor any grudges against me.I first met Tom and Mel at New York Comic Con 2011, when their TOMMEL DESIGN table was stationed next to mine. I was there with my best chum, Zack Turner, who’s been the artist to my writer through both Unlife and Fenix Gear (and still is today). Where other neighbors were annoyed by my screams for attention, Tom and Mel laughed at our marketing strategy. They were polite, and more infuriatingly, they were talented. So very talented, with the most horrific and beautiful fantasy art I’d ever laid eyes on. And these two, not only artistic partners but also husband and wife, genuinely loved each other. It’s rare to see such love so apparent. And as I got to know them, I learned that they managed to maintain it through insane working hours, raising a child, and flourishing as artists.I admit, I was jealous. Still am.A few months after Con, I had the chance to have dinner with Tom and Mel, and at the end of the evening, Tom brought up his passion project, at the time called “Bloody Show”. As I was leaving, he gave me a copy of his outline.Within his words was an artist’s world. Pages and pages of the vibrant images in his mind, screaming for an outlet. I wanted to be that outlet.I’ll skip over the bit where Tom took me out and fed me bottle after bottle of sake until I hurled into a dumpster. That’s neither here nor there, and some horrors don’t need to be relived. Seriously. Stop asking. The point is, after discussing my notes all evening, Tom asked me to be his writer and help craft this world with him and Mel. All my violent expulsions couldn’t match the intensity of my excitement at the opportunity.And here we are, the darkest corners of our imaginations spiraling into what you see before you. But it’s only a preview of the world that lies beyond. A world where death has been broken. Where demons run from things even more terrible than they are. A rich and beautiful world torn asunder by monstrous humans and sympathetic ghouls. Where nothing is whole or as it should be. Where there is only Division.
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