The world chases shortcuts. Easy answers. Power without price.

But you’ve bled in the dirt. Broken bones for progress. Sharpened the same strike until it was etched into your being.

This is the creed of the Fighter. Not prophecy. Not blessing. Practice. Precision. Patience. The blade does not respect belief—only discipline.

While others pray for strength, you train it.

This isn’t just a shirt. It’s a rhythm forged in breath and steel.

This design is inspired by the original D&D book art, early ‘90s DIY grit, and the martial philosophy of those who build power from repetition—not revelation.

Reject modernity. Embrace mastery.

Only the master remains.