This design portrays a horned figure split cleanly between living flesh and exposed bone, caught in a moment of ritual power. One eye burns with intent, the other hollow and eternal, as if he has already crossed the threshold and chosen not to return. A flaming sigil glows at his chest like a heart replaced by devotion, while the trident in his grip rises steady, crowned in fire that answers only to him.
There is a solemn authority in this image—less chaos, more command. It speaks of ancient vows, forbidden knowledge, and the calm certainty of one who understands the cost of power and pays it willingly. Shadows cling to every detail, giving the piece a ceremonial weight rather than spectacle.
This shirt feels like a relic rather than an illustration, something worn by those who walk their own path without apology. It doesn’t threaten or plead. It simply exists, unwavering, daring the world to look away.
