
So, what happens when you die? Forget bright lights, angel choirs, or reunion hugs from Grandma. According to Tommy Devoid’s Never Been Deader, death is just the start of your worst office job ever.
Meet Lifeless Carl — dead, confused, and stuck in the Department of Intake at Afterlife Industries. Here, eternity smells like burnt coffee, fluorescent lights, and soul-crushing bureaucracy. Heaven? Hell? Nope. Just endless meetings, paperwork, and coworkers who complain about eternity the same way you complain about Mondays.

Titan Comics brings the web comic sensation to print for the very first time! Fans of macabre, twisted, and hilariously grim humor will delight in the adventures of a dead guy who somehow feels more relatable than anyone you know alive. Never Been Deader follows Lifeless Carl — eternally deceased, perpetually irritated, and trapped in the afterlife’s absurdly soul-crushing bureaucracy. Carl’s afterlife is a mix of frustration, dark comedy, and existential dread — with just enough laughs to make you almost wish you were dead too.
Even Carl’s cat Furball can’t help — it communicates from the living world only to deliver the ultimate punchline: “Yep. You’re still dead.”
The “skeleton crew” of Never Been Deader is a ragtag gang of eternally dead coworkers who make office misery so unbearable, even a lobotomy starts to sound like a vacation. Think your colleagues were bad on Earth? Just wait until you meet the dead at their absolute worst. These are the most dreadful coworkers you could ever face… in life or afterlife. Their eternal slacking makes a cubicle apocalypse look like a walk in the park.

In Never Been Deader, every day is a battle to make eternity bearable. From caffeinated dead colleagues to endlessly looping office memos, Carl learns that dying was easy — surviving the afterlife is another story. It’s a place where:
- “Dead inside? Welcome to the afterlife… where the coffee is hot and the souls are colder.”
- “Death isn’t the end… It’s just the start of middle management.”
- “Your soul called. It wants a transfer.”
Tommy Devoid, Pittsburgh artist and creator of vividly morbid skeletons, delivers his most relatable and hilariously grim creation yet. If you’ve ever thought your job was killing you, Carl proves that death doesn’t stop there — it just makes HR eternal.
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