Mirco Simoni / Voltogar
Born in Livorno in 1977, where the land surrenders to a dark sea. By day, I am Mirco Simoni: a father, a professional, a builder navigating the logic of the everyday. By night, I am Voltogar—an identity forged in the Nineties from the fierce fire of idealism and the refusal of a pre-written destiny.
I spent a lifetime believing that the engineer and the writer were sworn enemies. I was wrong. They are two faces of the same coin suspended in the void. If it lands on heads, I maintain order in the real world. If it lands on tails, I take your hand and guide you into the abysses of the human soul, where faith clashes with metal and truth is paid for in blood.