Moona comes from a world woven among the stars—a place where night holds a soul, and moonlight is more than just light… it’s power. She once stood as the silent guardian of a long-lost civilization, now reduced to dust and memory. When that world perished, she didn’t scream. She simply walked away, her heart heavier than any planet.

Since then, she’s drifted through dimension after dimension—not looking for a home, but for something else. Something unnamed. Something missing.

“I don’t know what I’m searching for,” she mutters under her breath, eyes focused on a sky that feels too unfamiliar. “But if it exists… I’ll find it.”