Nouzi carries no meaning. That's at least what I was thinking beforehand; nonetheless, some months after adopting that new identity, I found out 'Nozi' stands for wisdom or intelligence. Call it kismet.
The reason I picked this name felt like throwing a stick at random options that sounded like a name; it happened that it landed on 'Nouzi' from all the choices I was thinking of. I don't remember what other names I had in mind.
After two decades of my life passed, I told myself that my purpose is to create. Wring my soul out barehanded, materialize my thoughts, embrace inner world.
Not gonna lie, I have no creative-related register before reaching young adulthood. That's the reason why now I'm so mesmerized by trying any kind of self-expression: I write (attempt) yet my English's underbaked. Drawing was my point of no return -- the starting point out of boredom and loneliness.
But overall, games and visual novels have been my go-to since I was a little weirdo. What can I say? A shitty PC gets your hands muddy just to find anything that runs on it.
Horror has been my beloved genre in any medium. Look, scary and some ambiguous shitplot, hella symbolism and then I'm sold. Anything related to reminding yourself how complex our mere existence is a must play/read/watch for me.
Facts have been told. Now what's up with the present? Unclear, as a cub in my early 20s, I'm stuck at 3% of the figure-it-out meter, financially, mentally... Anything ending with "lly".
What about the future? Who really knows? I want to create until I fucking die.