It was like participating in an endurance race.
I had to force myself to finish it over two months. It's not by any means my favorite bit of writing. It was overly fetishistic in many ways -- rampant violence, gratuitous nudity, and hopeless despair. Help me, at its worst, it managed to out-do George R. R. Martin's cruel narrative. Especially in the first story-arcs.
Hard to believe its followers had the patience to read through it for 13 years. The art is realistic, yes; the art is good, yes. But this convinces me more than ever that it's the writing that carries a comic, not the art.
I'm relieved I'm done with it. It had kick-ass moments, to be sure, but goodness. It's exhaustive to read, much like marathoning Saw and Hostel back-to-back.