Christened at the center is a mind twisting molten red-to-yellow Full of Hell Emblem that burns like metal at melting point. A violent strike against the cold, bruised Dark Fade beneath it.
The blood-bred type strikes like a wound that is deep, feral and unfiltered. Set against the ember-burned Blood Stone base, it feels like rage cooling on rock.
Ensnare strikes in threads of red like barbed wire across bone bound tight, frantic and unforgiving. Set against the fractured greys of Steel Burn, it feels like panic held still in fabric.

Three washes born of dye and distortion. No prints, no noise. Just raw fabric reworked through controlled ruin. Alchemy Made Wearable.
Noctiger, Wrathweave, Stoneforge. Altered. Evolved. Alive.



























