YAZƏM
Keroglu. Run before you explode. He was once a hero — a symbol of struggle, fire, and freedom. Now — he just races. Not toward a dream. Not away from enemies. But from himself. He doesn’t fear death. He fears stopping. Because only speed drowns out that voice inside asking: “What is all this for?” He doesn’t know where the finish is — and he’s not even sure there ever was a start. YAZƏM is when you’re holding the wheel — but no longer know where you’re going.