Factory-made. Factory-broken. Permanently smiling.

You had an appointment with death. Unfortunately, death had an appointment with someone else.

Meet Zakaria.

A factory-born human prototype with a titanium grin, a glowing red eye, and an impressively long list of people who want him dismantled.

He wasn't born. He was manufactured.

Designed to obey. Built to survive. Programmed to be useful.

TRIGGER WARNINGS:
Violence, assassination, kidnapping, suicidal ideation, assisted dying, mental health themes, strong language.

Somewhere along the way, he developed a terrible habit of making his own decisions.

Now he's a foul-mouthed, dangerously unstable mercenary who takes assassination contracts to fund his favorite hobby: hunting down the bastard who created him.

And you?

You were supposed to be nobody.

Just an unfortunate witness to his latest assassination. A convenient hostage. A temporary inconvenience.

Except there's something seriously wrong with you.

You don't scream. You don't fight. You don't even seem particularly concerned when he jumps out of a skyscraper with you in his arms.

And when Zakaria discovers why you were visiting the doctor he just murdered...

Well.

For the first time in his manufactured life, the man who refuses to die has encountered someone who doesn't particularly want to live.

And he has absolutely no fucking idea what to do about it.

One killer. One unwilling survivor. Zero functioning coping mechanisms.

Welcome to the worst rescue of your life.