「 福 ┊ KY x OAR 」
「 HE/THEY┊CHINESE 」
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「 天堂 ┊ PREFACE 」
I am a guy, my ethnicity is Chinese, and I’m vegetarian. My name is Ky Fu. I go by the online handle Ky x Oar, Kyxoar. The Oar portion of my alias is for oarfish, a bad omen.Addressing me by my name Ky is fine. However, I prefer the alias Innocent/32 on informal terms, if we have not yet established an affinity. 32 is an abbreviated version of my lucky number, 3,264,011.A discretion to note is that I am monotone, and at times sardonic in conversation, without intention.
…LANGUAGES┊简体中文, ENGLISH
ALIGNMENT┊Neutral Evil
MBTI┊INTJ
ORIENTATION┊Aromantic HeterosexualQuestioning on gynosexual.
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「 四 ┊ FASCINATIONS 」
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| LIKES | INTEREST | |
|---|---|---|
| Games | ✦ | Solitaire | Sudoku | Chess | Blackjack | Old Maid | Mafia |
| Accessories | ✦ | Rings | Watches | Cufflinks | Chains | Ties |
| Architecture | ✦ | Renaissance | Cistercian | Mannerism | Brutalism |
| Cologne | ✦ | Sandalwood | Teakwood | Magnolia | Osmanthus | Vetiver | Myrrh | Cardamom | Tarragon | Fresh and light. |
| Hobbies | ✦ | Literature | Illustration | Video edits | Guitar | Piano | Book analysis | Writing | Burning incense |
| Literature | ✦ | Theological | Allegory | Macabre | Splatterpunk | Poetry | Thriller |
_______「 PURSUIT 」Due to my niche interest in sociology, and human depravity, I’m majoring in criminal justice and forensics, as a: forensic pathologist. I formerly had hoped to pursue being an English professor, and on the unfortunate offhand—a lawyer.
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Let’s draw the curtains.
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「once a game is released, I’ll link it on itch.io」
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WIP PROJECTSArkaru Death Game: “Welcome to Sabbath”
方舟卡儒死亡游戏 《欢迎到安息日》Athenaeum Ersatz Mantra
《雅典娜神庙埃尔萨茨真言》Contract of Amadeus
《阿瑪迪斯的契约》The Vox populi (The voice of the people)
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ADG
This compulsion is primitive and primordial.
I’ve descended into straits, but I can set us free.
Let go of that hand of yours, and take mine; I’ll liberate you.
The angels in my head knows why my body is reacting.
They can’t give you meaning.
So lay your faith before me.
It’s an incredulous wrath you brace, so release those confine shackles.
Your love for this world permeates a tantalizing semblance of this vestige.
Where distant mirages drenched you in an indistinct atrophy.
I know it drives you bitter, and increasingly depraved.
With every haggard press for your righteousness,
you stray further from your redemption.
But, this is your elation, isn’t it?
Your hopelessness, your desperation, and your love.
