I am Kalyug, a name born from shadows and silence. My words are not written - they are carved, one wound at a time, into the heart of human darkness. I don't write stories to comfort; I write to confront. Every page I create drips with the weight of truth people are too afraid to face.

My world is built from nightmares and broken prayers. I walk through the ruins of morality, collecting the pieces of what humanity tries to hide - fear, lust, guilt, and the quiet madness that breathes inside us all. I turn them into art, into confession, into chaos.

Readers call my work disturbing, poetic, and painfully real. But I am not chasing beauty. I am chasing honesty - the kind that burns when you see it.

I am Kalyug, the chronicler of decay.
I don't seek light. I write for the darkness - because it remembers everything.