Danica
Architect of control. Eyes like scalpels. Voice like polished chrome. She builds the human of tomorrow.
"I don’t break. I perfect."
from Morituri, a queer cyberpunk story about shame, ambition, and what it means to be human.

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Danica
Architect of control. Eyes like scalpels. Voice like polished chrome. She builds the human of tomorrow.
"I don’t break. I perfect."
from Morituri, a queer cyberpunk story about shame, ambition, and what it means to be human.
Milo
Botanist, fugitive, gentle giant. He talks to plants like they talk back — and maybe they do. The world tried to burn him down. He bloomed anyway.
"People will be quick to call you a pest if you grow where they don't want you to. Resilience is inconvenient."
from Morituri, a queer cyberpunk story about betrayal, rebellion, and the softness we carry like knives.
✨ Writing update ✨
MORITURI — Chapter 1 is now officially underway.
This is it. This is the moment the story cracks open. I’ve been carrying these words inside me for months, and now they’re finally on the page — jagged, heavy, inevitable.
Ash is here. And so it begins, this grand tale of ruin and indomitable hope.
I'll be sharing more soon — snippets, sketches, playlists and so much more.
Thank you for being here. 🖤