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Neon Veil: Anya’s Hunt

"Neon Veil: Anya’s Hunt" has reached a turning point, and Anya must choose. What would you do next? Read it, then continue the next page.

About this comic

Anya's shadowed apartment, drenched in the deep black-violet and electric blue hues of the rain-slicked megacity outside. Streaks of neon cyan light reflect on the wet windowpanes. Anya is hunched over a flickering, transparent data slate, data streams flowing around her. Suddenl Anya, in sharp silhouette, carefully reholsters her sleek, almost invisible tool back into a discreet hip sheath. Her eyes, illuminated by the shifting neon glow from the rain-streaked window, linger on the wet pane, as

Author
fang liu
Main character
Anya
Neon Veil: Anya’s Hunt comic cover

Comic pages

  1. Neon Veil: Anya’s Hunt page 1: Anya's shadowed apartment, drenched in the deep black-violet and electric blue hues of the rain-slicked megacity outside. Streaks of neon cyan light reflect on the wet windowpanes. Anya is hunched over a flickering, transparent data slate, data streams flowing around her. Suddenl
    Anya's shadowed apartment, drenched in the deep black-violet and electric blue hues of the rain-slicked megacity outside. Streaks of neon cyan light reflect on the wet windowpanes. Anya is hunched over a flickering, transparent data slate, data streams flowing around her. Suddenl
  2. Neon Veil: Anya’s Hunt page 2: Anya, in sharp silhouette, carefully reholsters her sleek, almost invisible tool back into a discreet hip sheath. Her eyes, illuminated by the shifting neon glow from the rain-streaked window, linger on the wet pane, as if an afterimage of the Arclight crest and alien symbol stil
    Anya, in sharp silhouette, carefully reholsters her sleek, almost invisible tool back into a discreet hip sheath. Her eyes, illuminated by the shifting neon glow from the rain-streaked window, linger on the wet pane, as if an afterimage of the Arclight crest and alien symbol stil
  3. Neon Veil: Anya’s Hunt page 3: The burner comm, still displaying the pulsing red dot and masked figure icon, suddenly seizes, its holographic interface erupting in a violent spasm of static. Acid-green lines ripple and tear across the display, overlaid with a blinding magenta surge that seems to pull the very
    The burner comm, still displaying the pulsing red dot and masked figure icon, suddenly seizes, its holographic interface erupting in a violent spasm of static. Acid-green lines ripple and tear across the display, overlaid with a blinding magenta surge that seems to pull the very
  4. Neon Veil: Anya’s Hunt page 4: Ghostwire, his outline still shimmering with residual magenta and cyan energy, takes a casual step forward, his glowing electric-blue eyes sweeping across Anya's minimalist apartment. Anya remains rooted in her defensive posture, hand firm on her hip sheath, her gaze locked on hi
    Ghostwire, his outline still shimmering with residual magenta and cyan energy, takes a casual step forward, his glowing electric-blue eyes sweeping across Anya's minimalist apartment. Anya remains rooted in her defensive posture, hand firm on her hip sheath, her gaze locked on hi
  5. Neon Veil: Anya’s Hunt page 5: Ghostwire takes another step closer, his expression unreadable, eyes fixed on Anya. The lingering digital shimmer around him seems to pulse with quiet energy. My demand? It's not for money, Anya. Or power. Anya stands firm, her gaze wary and questioning, but a flicker of genuine
    Ghostwire takes another step closer, his expression unreadable, eyes fixed on Anya. The lingering digital shimmer around him seems to pulse with quiet energy. My demand? It's not for money, Anya. Or power. Anya stands firm, her gaze wary and questioning, but a flicker of genuine
  6. Neon Veil: Anya’s Hunt page 6: Anya's initial shock gives way to a deeper, more calculated gaze. Her shoulders are slightly hunched, betraying a newfound tension. The neon cyan and magenta reflections on the wet floor panel below her shift and blur, a chaotic echo of her internal processing. Kill him? The orig
    Anya's initial shock gives way to a deeper, more calculated gaze. Her shoulders are slightly hunched, betraying a newfound tension. The neon cyan and magenta reflections on the wet floor panel below her shift and blur, a chaotic echo of her internal processing. Kill him? The orig
  7. Neon Veil: Anya’s Hunt page 7: Ghostwire steps forward, his hand extending towards Anya’s temple, fingers splayed. A faint, almost imperceptible electric blue current sparks around his fingertips. His glowing eyes bore into hers, an intense, focused look. The digital shimmer around him intensifies, a subtle hu
    Ghostwire steps forward, his hand extending towards Anya’s temple, fingers splayed. A faint, almost imperceptible electric blue current sparks around his fingertips. His glowing eyes bore into hers, an intense, focused look. The digital shimmer around him intensifies, a subtle hu
  8. Neon Veil: Anya’s Hunt page 8: Anya, still somewhat sprawled and disoriented from the crash, looks up at Motoko. Her face shows a mix of pain from the landing and dawning confusion and fear from the pointed gun. Ghostwire, beside her, is slowly pushing himself up, his electric-blue eyes fixed intently on Motok
    Anya, still somewhat sprawled and disoriented from the crash, looks up at Motoko. Her face shows a mix of pain from the landing and dawning confusion and fear from the pointed gun. Ghostwire, beside her, is slowly pushing himself up, his electric-blue eyes fixed intently on Motok
  9. Neon Veil: Anya’s Hunt page 9: Close-up on Anya's face, her expression a mix of indignation and desperation as she tries to speak. Her neon-laced implants still pulse faintly under her skin. In the foreground, Motoko's hand, still gripping the pistol, begins to dip slightly. Anya: "No, a Trojan... wait, you do
    Close-up on Anya's face, her expression a mix of indignation and desperation as she tries to speak. Her neon-laced implants still pulse faintly under her skin. In the foreground, Motoko's hand, still gripping the pistol, begins to dip slightly. Anya: "No, a Trojan... wait, you do
  10. Neon Veil: Anya’s Hunt page 10: Anya's wide eyes snap into a sharp, calculating glare. With a sudden, explosive motion, she twists her body, leveraging the ground with one hand, propelling herself sideways and backward away from Motoko. Her cybernetic implants flash a violent magenta. Anya scrambles backward, u
    Anya's wide eyes snap into a sharp, calculating glare. With a sudden, explosive motion, she twists her body, leveraging the ground with one hand, propelling herself sideways and backward away from Motoko. Her cybernetic implants flash a violent magenta. Anya scrambles backward, u
  11. Neon Veil: Anya’s Hunt page 11: Motoko, mid-stride, her cybernetic arm still humming, suddenly emits a violent burst of bright, distorted light from her body – her optical camouflage flaring out of control, disrupting the air around her. Next to her, Ghostwire, who was moving to intercept, is caught by an unsee
    Motoko, mid-stride, her cybernetic arm still humming, suddenly emits a violent burst of bright, distorted light from her body – her optical camouflage flaring out of control, disrupting the air around her. Next to her, Ghostwire, who was moving to intercept, is caught by an unsee
  12. Neon Veil: Anya’s Hunt page 12: Anya, pushing herself upright from the mud, her expression a mix of shock and rapid calculation. Rain streaks down her face. Her cybernetic eye flickers, displaying a brief, chaotic burst of magenta data that quickly dissolves into static. Mud clings to her clothes and exposed ch
    Anya, pushing herself upright from the mud, her expression a mix of shock and rapid calculation. Rain streaks down her face. Her cybernetic eye flickers, displaying a brief, chaotic burst of magenta data that quickly dissolves into static. Mud clings to her clothes and exposed ch
  13. Neon Veil: Anya’s Hunt page 13: Anya sits near a sputtering campfire, its weak light casting long shadows in a dark, forested area. Rain has stopped, but the ground is still damp. Guts is sharpening the Dragonslayer nearby, his back to Anya. Casca is huddled, wrapped in a blanket, staring vacantly into the flam
    Anya sits near a sputtering campfire, its weak light casting long shadows in a dark, forested area. Rain has stopped, but the ground is still damp. Guts is sharpening the Dragonslayer nearby, his back to Anya. Casca is huddled, wrapped in a blanket, staring vacantly into the flam
  14. Neon Veil: Anya’s Hunt page 14: The grotesque apostle, its clawed hand already casting a shadow over Anya and Casca, lunges forward, eyes glinting with hungry, acid-green light. Just as its talons are about to connect, a violent, electric blue distortion shimmers in the air, rippling directly between the apostl
    The grotesque apostle, its clawed hand already casting a shadow over Anya and Casca, lunges forward, eyes glinting with hungry, acid-green light. Just as its talons are about to connect, a violent, electric blue distortion shimmers in the air, rippling directly between the apostl
  15. Neon Veil: Anya’s Hunt page 15: Anya holds Casca close, her body instinctively shielding her. Motoko Kusanagi's holographic form is a chaotic swirl of cyan and magenta pixels, almost entirely dissipated. Anya's right arm, her cybernetic eye, and parts of her face are violently glitching, emitting unstable elect
    Anya holds Casca close, her body instinctively shielding her. Motoko Kusanagi's holographic form is a chaotic swirl of cyan and magenta pixels, almost entirely dissipated. Anya's right arm, her cybernetic eye, and parts of her face are violently glitching, emitting unstable elect
  16. Neon Veil: Anya’s Hunt page 16: Anya, hunched slightly, takes a ragged breath. Her mangled cybernetic eye is a mess of magenta static and unstable blue lines, but it's forcing itself to focus on the Skull Knight. Electric blue sparks jump from her temple and cheek, her face contorted in pain. Her jaw is clenche
    Anya, hunched slightly, takes a ragged breath. Her mangled cybernetic eye is a mess of magenta static and unstable blue lines, but it's forcing itself to focus on the Skull Knight. Electric blue sparks jump from her temple and cheek, her face contorted in pain. Her jaw is clenche
  17. Neon Veil: Anya’s Hunt page 17: The Skull Knight stands, his armored gauntlet still slightly raised after his pronouncement. His glowing eye-slits are fixed on Anya, who is still hunched, glitching, and defiant. A low hum, almost a precursor to more words, seems to emanate from him, but it's abruptly cut short.
    The Skull Knight stands, his armored gauntlet still slightly raised after his pronouncement. His glowing eye-slits are fixed on Anya, who is still hunched, glitching, and defiant. A low hum, almost a precursor to more words, seems to emanate from him, but it's abruptly cut short.
  18. Neon Veil: Anya’s Hunt page 18: A close-up on Anya's face. Her cybernetic eye is a violent, pulsating mess of magenta and electric blue static, sparks flying erratically from the optic. Her other eye is wide, filled with a desperate conflict of terror and defiance. Sweat beads on her temple, reflecting the gold
    A close-up on Anya's face. Her cybernetic eye is a violent, pulsating mess of magenta and electric blue static, sparks flying erratically from the optic. Her other eye is wide, filled with a desperate conflict of terror and defiance. Sweat beads on her temple, reflecting the gold
  19. Neon Veil: Anya’s Hunt page 19: Griffith's hand is still extended, a subtle, magnetic force emanating from him. Anya is on one knee, her damaged cybernetic eye a dark void, looking up with defiance but struggling. The wet ground reflects their figures. Suddenly, a violent, chaotic burst of neon cyan and electri
    Griffith's hand is still extended, a subtle, magnetic force emanating from him. Anya is on one knee, her damaged cybernetic eye a dark void, looking up with defiance but struggling. The wet ground reflects their figures. Suddenly, a violent, chaotic burst of neon cyan and electri
  20. Neon Veil: Anya’s Hunt page 20: Griffith's serene expression is gone, replaced by a cold, calculating gaze. His hand, no longer extended, slowly clenches into a fist. A wave of golden, almost liquid light ripples outwards from him, silently slamming against Schierke's newly formed barrier. The barrier shimmers
    Griffith's serene expression is gone, replaced by a cold, calculating gaze. His hand, no longer extended, slowly clenches into a fist. A wave of golden, almost liquid light ripples outwards from him, silently slamming against Schierke's newly formed barrier. The barrier shimmers