I’ve been storywriting for almost seven years now.

Seven years of building a world that means something to me. Seven years of character arcs, emotional breakthroughs, and personal reflection. Siber and Luca are not just characters, they’re extensions of me. They carry real weight. Real scars. Real meaning. This isn’t just a story. It’s part of who I am.

Over the years, I’ve commissioned a wide range of artwork. Some of it was about character. Some of it was about mood, exploration, or aesthetics. And yes, some of it was NSFW. At the time, that was part of the creative journey—part of figuring out who these characters were, and who I was through them.

But I’ve grown since then. So has the story. So has its heart.

The pieces I’m proudest of are the ones that often go overlooked.
This Is What You Are captures the emotional peak of Siber’s arc—his death, resurrection, and unwavering will to protect Luca. I poured myself into the writing that accompanied it.
Make Your Own Fate was a farewell to Destiny, a game that shaped much of my identity as a storyteller. That piece was a moment of closure—a quiet nod to the path that shaped me.
Repaying a Debt showed Siber at his rawest, fighting to protect his tribe in the moment everything fell apart.
Will of the Phoenix—commissioned six years ago—was the seed that became what my story is now. That piece was the start of everything.

And yet, these pieces, the ones that matter most, barely made a ripple.

Meanwhile, older NSFW commissions continue to attract the majority of attention. And while I don’t deny that some of that art was part of my journey, it no longer reflects who I am. It distracts from what I care about. And it pulls focus away from the story I’ve spent years building from the ground up.

So, I’m taking a step.
I’ll be removing practically all of my NSFW content.
I’m reclaiming my gallery as a space for what truly matters: the characters, the story, and the emotional fire behind it.
I’m not doing this out of regret—but out of growth. Out of purpose. Out of pride.

And with this shift, I’m also introducing my truesona—a personal embodiment of who I’ve become.

He is the Worldwalker: a quiet, reflective traveler who doesn’t leap between worlds by force, but through understanding. He listens more than he speaks. He carries each place he visits with him—every item he wears, every mark on his body, tells a story. He isn’t a hero or a fighter. He’s a keeper of memory, of meaning, of voice. He represents what I now value above all else: quiet mastery, personal truth, and the will to protect what others forget.

This isn’t me leaving. This is me returning. On my own terms.

—Siber