Beneath the suit lies a silent history — carved in ink, born from fire, betrayal, and blood. Every mark tells a story not spoken, only survived. Not decoration, but declaration. A body turned battlefield. A soul wrapped in storms.
Beneath the suit lies a silent history — carved in ink, born from fire, betrayal, and blood. Every mark tells a story not spoken, only survived. Not decoration, but declaration. A body turned battlefield. A soul wrapped in storms.