Why House Aranwè Exists

I'm Julian. 29. Small-town Ohio. Broke. Depressed for most of my life.

I never accomplished much. Worked random jobs. Lived with my mom. Collected half-finished notebooks because I could never journal consistently. I kept trying to do more, learn more, be more—but nothing stuck.

Then, late December 2024, something shifted.

A coworker invited me to a D&D campaign. The old me would've been all in—building characters, rolling dice, escaping into fantasy. But I'm 29 now. I need to make money. I need to build something real.

So instead of building a character, I built a business.

House Aranwè is my third attempt. The first two failed. This one won't.

This brand is my proof—to myself, to anyone watching—that you don't need money, degrees, or connections to transform your life. Just grit, will, and the refusal to stay down, or give up.

Every relic here is something I designed. The Phylactery Hoodie? It just... manifested one day while talking with AI. The Grimoire of Progress? I have a drawer full of half-started notebooks. I believe in journaling—I just suck at doing it consistently. 

These relics aren't perfect. Neither am I.

But they're my declaration: I'm done wallowing. I'm done waiting. I'm building a life worth living.

If you're tired of being a subject—if you're ready to claim sovereignty over your own story—welcome to The Court. Welcome to the EMPIRE. The GRIM EMPIRE. 

— Julian, Founder
House Aranwè

Choose to Ascend.