I am the essence.
The will that binds.
I am the salvation.
The ability through time.
My secrets have been published.
The time to become more.
I am the light.
The power to survive.
I am at my end.
The very end of time.

With fluid on my lungs and the threat of life being lost, I, stubborn Kata, refuse to go to the hospital and get this mess off of me. My doctor says that there is a possible risk that I may die. I survived a heart attack and several other accidents. This will be just another something that I'll add to the list of things that haven't killed me yet. And if I do just so happen to fade into the next life.. Then.. Everything I own is to be given sparringly to my family members.

I love all of you. Friends and family.

- Katastrophyk

- Biography of Katastrophyk -

The shell has become animated, knowledge is activated and the system is overclocking. The reality is form fitting to the will of the creature and without hesitation. Existance is lawful, all forms of life are expendable and worthy of the cause. Power hungry? Perhaps, although the reason is still hidden from the eyes. Energy source has been classified and remains on an extreme level of security. The riddle is still the conclusion, knowledge is power.. Hide it well. With an outstanding ammount of knowledge, the world shall crumble at the finger tips of the wicked. Foul beasts roam the land, slaying and raping the bodies of the flesh. Watching the days get longer and the nights only shorter, waiting for the correct time to strike. The conclusion is the riddle in its self. Learn it. Understand it. Take it. Control it.

Infinite streams of madness claw at the fragments of memories held inside their bone-like prison. The bleeding and suffering, ripping and devouring the muscle-like texture. Poisoning the mind of a well trained warrior, destroying all the past - good and evil is merely a perspective now. Creating something more worth while and more destructive, depending on how the weapon is used. The will to control such a creature would result in losing the most desired and achieving the most spoke of. Energies course through the veins of the weapon as though it were an electrical source of reversed power. Flesh colder than the ice that has sat for billions of years and eyes burning hotter than the brimstone of a billion hells. Covered in a milk coloured tone and enough black clothing for a funeral. It waits.

Able to destroy without a second thought, free from doubt and willing to defend for its own. It waits.

- Update: Serial Divisions is the latest version of Katastrophyk. Data Transfer 66% -

+ Serial Divisions: Katastrophyk +

My title is Katastrophyk, I was created in the year of 1985. The reality is complex, the mindset is even more so. Things can be distorted and the realm will still be in production. Words cannot describe the essence that makes Katastrophyk.

Know this: You may believe you know slightly of the intentions of what Katastrophyk may have planned. Know that you do not. A thought nor an idea means nothing. You'll never guess what has been planned since the begining points of time and guessing is such a hard game to play.

This is the creation of a new profile, a world of calculations, manipulations, distortions, and a very odd shaped balance has been in the making for some time now and its about time that everything is explained.

For a creature to be born/made, there has to be some form of element for basis and thus, there was. Katastrophyk was created from a series of different events and violent aspects. The shell that Katastrophyk inhabits was created from two beings that were born/made on this rock we like to call, Earth. Not too much can be explained in words, so do try and bare with this profile.

Katastrophyk: Not only a living organism, but a way of life. With a unique healing ability and a high sense of hearing, it is nearly impossible to damage this creature. A realm has been created in its mind for construction of this rock and is now in production. The move- ment for the world is underway. Also, being a leader of a large level of creatures, Katastrophyk, is highly looked upon and served with a power like no other. Katastrophyk's ranks follow without hesitation and will serve til the end of the line. With knowledge of the past and a strong body and mind, the sands below Katastrophyk's feet shake in fear. As the world spins on its axis, the creatures that enjoy living will continue doing just that under the ranks of Katastrophyk. Those who fail to follow will also fail to breathe.

- Katastrophyk -

New pictures are going to arrive soon. A more full biography of myself shall arrive in a Journal Entry, keep in mind there are alot of questions that I'm getting to my E-Mail address and one of the major questions was to write a more descriptive one, than compaired to the ones we have here on DA. That's all for now, kids.

Much love to all those who have supported me over the years.

Stress. It's what makes the world spin. My world has been crumbling from the day I took up my weapons once again. Training myself every night. Attempting to gain control over my madness and my darkness. I feel I was reborn in the incorrect era. I have been in three fights in this past week and not one was a slight challenge. Is there no room in this realm for creatures such as myself? I can only wish for my services to this world be useful or that there may be a creature in this existance to make use of something such as myself. Until that day, I'll continue to put myself through hellish training, ripping my body past its limits, and walking through everyone that challenges me in battle. When I say battle, I mean this on any level. Not just the boundries of fighting, but in any properties that are laid down infront of me. I love challenges and if I can find someone that can finally out-match me. I will lay my honor down for their will of use.

Let me listen to your prayers, so that I may have the pleasure of ectasy when I strip them away from you piece by piece.

- NakedInk

For the past few days I've been acting strange, I know. Something I can't explain is happening and I can only blame myself for this outcome. I can feel it with every second that passes by. I do enjoy this feeling of darkness that has found me once again. I'm changing into the monster that everyone used to know and love (sarcasm).

When I was younger, I embraced the darkness around me and filled my soul with it. I became one with it, I suppose you could say. For a while, I tore myself from that very darkness and ignored it. I ignored myself, my wants, my treasures, my life, and my own creations. I changed myself into something that I never wish to even see again.

Now, I focus on becoming something great, but this darkness calls to me. It's reaching out to me as I'm diving into it. I almost feel like I'm dying, but its comforting. I'm not embracing my death, I'm not willing myself to death, but.. I can't ignore this feeling. My body aches, alas I know it is only a test to see if I still have the strength to be as strong as I once was. I am strong enough. I know I am.

I must warn you all. This is going to make a change in me permenantly. So, if I offend you from this point on. Deal with it. I'm never changing for anyone ever again. Ever. Again.

This feeling is making my body act strange. I've got tears in my eyes, I'm shaking uncontrollably, my bones feel like their liquifying. Goddamn, I've missed this so much. Some of you might think I am crazy, but those of you who do: Didn't know me three years ago. I can hear my own soul screaming at me, such a pleasurable sensation is sent chilling through my veins as the vibrations from the tone is rushed through my shell. I am a monster turning into a nightmare and soon.. Very soon. I'll be complete.

None of you realize how long I've looked forward to this day. Let me ask you this, for those of you who remember the days that have long passed away.

Do you remember the days when I had so much power, it would bleed right off of me? Do you remember the feeling that would send chills into your spine, just from being in my presence? Do you remember my flesh always being ice cold?

It's happening all over again, but this time. It's so much stronger. I can see the darkness in the room around me, pulling and stretching out to grasp me once more. Only, it's not stopping on the surface. It's digging into my shell and attaching itself to my soul. Am I mad? No. I'm falling in love with myself again. Pretty soon, the barrier will be restored and nothing will be able to shatter the wall that will protect me from everything. I'm not even waiting anymore, I'm training myself again and more forcefully than I have ever, in my existance.

If the darkness frightens you. You should come and look deep into my eyes. Stare into my soul and listen for my screams. I'm destroying the parts of my soul that tried to ignore this wonderful experience. You should join me, hand in hand and feel the power that I can use at my own expense.

And now, I am finished here. I'm going to listen to myself breathe.

- Katastrophyk