WE ARE THE RARE BREED!

The Delusion that made it real

The Breed isn’t just a brand — it’s a confession stitched in thread. It’s the raw, unfiltered truth of a 25-year-old artist from the quiet lanes of Bhilai, Chhattisgarh — a soul who didn’t wait for permission to create.

Every piece is carved from silence, soaked in heartbreak, and ignited by the chaos we carry inside.

This isn’t streetwear.

This is armor — forged in emotion, fueled by madness, and worn like a wound you’re proud of.

He calls himself delusional — not the lost kind, but the kind that bends fate, that turns noise into rhythm and ruin into art. The kind of delusion that doesn’t dream small — the kind that makes even angels and demons stop and watch.

He moves like water — never still, always flowing.

Every moment, whether soaked in light or dipped in darkness, becomes his canvas.

Loss, love, rage, or joy — he doesn’t waste a second.

He flips it, shapes it, and turns it into legacy.

The Breed was never designed to blend in. It was born to stand loud — to roar where others whisper, to carry scars like medals. These aren’t just clothes. They’re battle cries. They’re mirrors for the ones who’ve been bruised but never broken. You don’t wear The Breed to impress. You wear it because you’ve survived — and because you’ve learned how to dance in the fire.

And this can’t be done by the ordinary.

It takes a rare one to pull off such courage and recognise a rare one like them in the crowd of ordinaries.
And, WE ARE THE RARE BREED!

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