Z' Arth, Tale of Porcelain Flesh

"He called me Marisa once, but now I am told that my name is Snow. Am I a failed experiment? His skin bleeds when wounded while mine cracks. We wander the world, looking for the time to bring the dead back to life. To bring back the true Marisa... I am Snow. With Anna and Lance, they teach me more of this world that I am growing fond of. What lies in the future? I believe this is what they call Fear, an emotion that my kind are not supposed to feel."

For the cover, no copyright intended, however it is awesome, I wished to know the true artist and own their work in person one day. Contains suggestive scenes, possible brutality, and possible uncomfortable scenes.