Razor Eddie

In case you never heard of the Nightside: here’s a hint.
The guiltiest literary pleasure I’ve had (that includes fan fiction, so think upon the idea of “guilty” in this case). The world where its’ always 3 AM, where you can trade soul for a row of drinks, and where you never know what happens next - you get the idea.

If anyone ever has guts to adapt this story for screen… well. See, there’s also the one (and thankfully only) Razor Eddie, who is technically one of protagonists, if you can imagine a protagonist being indifferently terrifying, immortal, and able to cut through anything (including gods, space, and time) with a simple straight razor. Normally I don’t think about the possible faces of book characters (that has something to do with me being more auditory person than anything else), but the moment I first tried to sketch Edward Hogg I realized there is literally nobody else who fits the character better.

I believe there’s no wonder in the fact that the terrible need to paint him as Razor Eddie has been eating me for months.
In fact, it still does.
The needs are always hungry.