They Can Try to Break Me, But I'm Forged in Chaos — Sci-Fi Cityscapes, Robotic Relics and Cyber Shades

In a world where megacities stretch beyond horizons and neon lights flood every shadowed alley, there’s no room for the faint-hearted. These cities never sleep — they pulse, breathe and devour. It’s a place where ancient gods of lost civilizations intertwine with today’s cybernetic networks, and if you’re not ready to carve your way through the shadows, you’ll become another cog in this urban machinery. I understood this early. Ever since those old 70s sci-fi posters, when space was still a dream and robots were flickering film fantasies, I was drawn to a world where chaos is order, and order is a lie.

I’ve always been a dedicated follower of robotic innovations and ancient civilizations. I’m fascinated by how a Mayan mask or an Egyptian statue hides the same mysteries as a string of code on an android’s digital skin. This contrast taught me that the essence of art stays the same, no matter the era — to provoke, inspire, and shatter boundaries. That’s why my art breathes through cyber lines, dark tones, and violent contrasts, like those forgotten 70s posters teleported into a dystopian future.

And yes — they can try to break me, but I'm forged in chaos. Your phone, like this infinite city, becomes a portal. I’ve crafted phone case collections that are more than protection — they’re artistic manifestos. Each design is a relic of this cyber-noir world, a fragment of the cities I’ve dreamed of, filled with hallucinating lights and metallic hues where time ticks in heartbeats and electric pulses.

Whether you choose a phone case with ancient symbols reimagined in digital style, or a futuristic warrior portrait with neon eyes, every piece is a statement. It’s an invitation to join the chaos, to let your phone carry a story. For those who understand, these cases aren’t accessories — they’re relics from a future breathing down our necks.

My favorite colors? Random cyber coloreish. Impossible combinations of electric turquoise, dirty gold and violet that seems to pulse. It’s like a brutalist aesthetic shot through the filter of a dark-arts addict. And the posters — oh, the posters! From apocalyptic cityscapes to floating metropolises, they all breathe the same toxic, sublime air of a future too alive.

In the end, there’s no chaos without creation. And no creation without chaos. That’s what I try to pour into every phone case I design. It’s not just digital art. It’s my silent reply to the world’s madness. A form of personal resistance. If you’re reading this, you’re already part of the story. Welcome to the forged-in-chaos kind.