I am a corpse.

The makeup disappears after the clown is killed and he actually appears to be human. But someone must be the clown or else the world will fall to pieces. The world has chosen Jane to be next one to wander the Earth as the clown. It is not a role anyone would want. If you have it, the world will want to spit its venom into your face until you suffocate to death. Yet you will still live on and on, because their hatred will have nowhere to go without the clown.