❝ Welcome to the edge of memory — where roses bloom in shadow and time stands still. ❞



Here, silence says more than words, and not everything is as it seems. Look closer. Linger longer. You might just find what you weren’t looking for.

This is no ordinary page — it’s a threshold. A breath caught between the past and something more dangerous. The moment before lips touch, before names are spoken, before the blade falls.

I keep my world behind glass — not to protect it, but to see who presses their fingers to the frost.

If you're here, maybe you're already part of it.

Let the light dim. Let the ache rise. Let yourself believe, for a moment, that even shadows know how to love.

I don’t promise warmth. But I do offer gravity — the kind that pulls you in and doesn't let go.

I’ve been writing since the late '90s — back when every story flickered through dial-up and midnight forums.

FUNimation Chat Central was my beginning. AnimeLab and mIRC were my proving grounds. Gaia, the old forums, and now IMVU — each name I wore there was just another incarnation, another echo. If you knew me then, you may feel me now.

I’m 36. Time has done little to dull the blade.

I write not to pass the hours — but to carve meaning into them.

My passions lie in story-rich worlds, combat written with purpose, and characters that collide rather than simply meet. I seek tension, rhythm, consequence. I crave the slow burn as much as the strike.

Beyond the keys, I walk a path most only fantasize about.

The BDSM lifestyle isn’t a scene for me — it’s a breath, a discipline, a vow. I’ve been immersed since I was 18, with three long-term contracts that shaped more than my desires — they shaped my standard.

Control without cruelty. Intensity without apology. I don’t demand devotion, but I offer no less.

A gamer. A night creature. A mind always reaching for the next line, the next moment, the next surrender.

If you’re here for something fleeting, you won’t last.

But if you understand weight, silence, and story — you just might belong.

Some people walk into your life.

Others are carved into it.

There are three I carry with me — not in passing, but in permanence.

💠 Nix — My love, my flame. We've walked through fire hand-in-hand, battled demons with nothing but our bare hearts and stubborn hope. She's more than my girlfriend — she's my equal in every war and every quiet. We rise together, always evolving, always pushing forward. Nothing will stop our ascent.

💠 Tythalrion — My brother in all but blood. Fifteen years and not once have we broken what matters. He is my anchor when the current pulls, my sounding board when the world grows loud. Loyalty like his is sacred — and never questioned.

💠 JinJu — My platonic soulmate. My light in the chaos. She’s laughter when I forget how, honesty when I need truth, and warmth without condition. I’d cross fire for her — and she’d meet me there, no hesitation.

These three aren't part of my world — they are my world.

Everything else is background noise.

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