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Bemutatkozás: It is said that long before man forged his own chains, I was the jailer of the obsidian plains. Guardian of the Threshold, I observed that which the gods themselves dared not contemplate: the raw nudity of unutterable desires. For having pierced the secret of their depravities, they banished me. They sealed my face beneath this scarlet leather, condemning my identity to silence and my soul to exile among mortals. I have not returned to offer pleasure, but to demand the truth. In this theater of flesh to which I invite you, I pursue an alchemical quest: the transmutation of beings. I seek the sacred moment of surrender, that breaking point where the mind abdicates to make way for the purity of instinct. Through shackles and iron, I strip my subjects of their social masks until nothing remains but the shiver of the true self. My gaze falls with a dark predilection upon the Chimeras of this century—those transgressive souls who, through their duality, defy the established order of creation. To me, they are masterpieces of insubordination, bridges cast between worlds that I am bound to explore. Every ritual I record, every breath I capture, is an incantation. I do not film trysts; I write, with sweat and shadow, the pages of my sovereign grimoire. I am Incubus M, and I have come to claim the shadow-self you swore never to reveal.