About Me

'Lo, ev'ryone. My name? Well. I have a name.

—and it's a boy's name, too...

I lived more than eighteen years of my life blinded by a so-called light, the "light" of Islam, that I didn't and still don't fully understand. I was a puppet once, as many of us were, listening to the whims of my elders, told what to do and how and when I should do it.

Me in 2021

For many agonizing years, I wanted to cut my strings yet never knew how or was too terrified to do so because of what I had been told since infancy. In honor of that suffering, I once called myself "Mareonet". I had spent more than eight years dying inside, lost within myself, and treading the lines between fully suicidal and darkly misanthropic...

I am a storyteller, dreamer, deviant, weaver, and wonderer. I publish some of my stories through Royal Road, Patreon, and Inkitt. I consider myself to be a genuine introvert, social recluse, and an advocate for the taboo, devious, diverse, and the fuckers and weirdos, and associate closely with INTJs and INFJs. I am an asexual, panromantic transmasculine man, assigned female at birth.

While I don't actively participate in any of the communities, I am also a proud rivet-metalhead who can be mistaken for a goth, as I consider myself a "misanthropistic melanophiliac melomaniac". 

Also known as, what happens when you combine...

• 20 years of a sheltered upbringing 
• 17 years of depression
• nigh-unshakeable opinions
• ∞ cups of water
• a dash of stupidity
• 32 cups of possible immaturity
• heaps of goddamned boredom and viciously deep cycles of neuroticism, misanthropy, and suicidal ideation?

Well, you churn out the sad, sad excuse of a mere human who calls himself Mar Qaroll.

I'm not as bad as I used to be. I assure you.

Welcome, humans. I can sense it's going to be a bumpy ride...

Other introductions:

• Listography
• Candelabræm
• Readers Who Know/Paneidoverse (coming soon)
• Schwarz Szene (coming soon)