In a world where identity is currency, one agent carries the most dangerous weapon of all: the ability to change her face on command. Armed with bleeding-edge disguise tech and a suitcase full of ghosts, she infiltrates a high-society gala to take down a biotech kingpin—only to discover he’s been wearing her face all along.
Now hunted by her own reflection and betrayed by the very tools that made her, the agent must fight, vanish, and become no one at all before the entire city burns.
Future Skin #1 is a high-octane cyberpunk spy thriller packed into a 12-page one-shot: rain-slick espionage, explosive action, and a chilling finale that asks—if you can be anyone, how long before you forget yourself?
In a world where identity is currency, one agent carries the most dangerous weapon of all: the ability to change her face on command. Armed with bleeding-edge disguise tech and a suitcase full of ghosts, she infiltrates a high-society gala to take down a biotech kingpin—only to discover he’s been wearing her face all along.
Now hunted by her own reflection and betrayed by the very tools that made her, the agent must fight, vanish, and become no one at all before the entire city burns.
Future Skin #1 is a high-octane cyberpunk spy thriller packed into a 12-page one-shot: rain-slick espionage, explosive action, and a chilling finale that asks—if you can be anyone, how long before you forget yourself?
In the rain-soaked sprawl of a neon future, identity isn’t just stolen—it’s manufactured. An elite covert agent, codenamed Future Skin, wields bleeding-edge tech that lets her change her face, her voice, even her very presence at will. But when a mission to bring down a biotech kingpin reveals he’s wearing her own face, the line between disguise and reality shatters.
Trapped in a mirror-match of espionage and sabotage, she must decide whether her tech is a weapon… or a parasite rewriting her from the inside out. Explosive, stylish, and paranoid to the bone, Future Skin #1 is a one-shot spy thriller where every mask comes with a cost—and forgetting your true self might be the final mission.