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If you're into Anime, i assure you, you'll like this one - It'll feel like home.

MBF follows different characters grappling with their existence and purposes, good and evil, life and death: All under a single moon that seals an ancient moon god, for reasons you'll find in the story.
At the heart of it all is Lukas Atar, a naïve and sheltered boy, ordinary in a world teeming with the extraordinary. Lukas knows little of common sense, having been coddled and confined by his parents for most of his life. But everything changes when he breaks free from their grasp, setting off to explore a world brimming with mysteries, demons, monsters, sorcery, and forces capable of reshaping reality itself.
Yet, Lukas can’t seem to escape his past. Shackles may loosen, but they don’t disappear. Time and again, he finds himself tangled in situations he’d rather avoid—complicated further by the revelation that he is a reincarnator, burdened with a mission he has no intention of completing.
From ancient gods to superpowered humans striving to maintain balance, this universe is a combination of supernatural creatures from cultural diversity. Lukas’ journey weaves through it all, questioning purpose and fate under a moonlit sky that holds far more secrets than it lets on.

Moon Bound Fantasy

A voice, familiar to Hanako, called out her name. 


Her breath hitched as she turned, searching for the source. 


“…Sir Hank,” Glenda sighed softly, her tone a mixture of reverence and resignation as she approached the figure emerging from the shadows. 


Age: unknown, but at a glance, he seemed young enough to be tagged as someone in his 20s. 


With light, peachy brown hair and piercing blue eyes, his appearance carried an air of quiet authority. His decent build was neither imposing nor underwhelming, radiating a subtle, natural masculinity. The faint, horizontal scar beneath his left eye added a rugged charm to his otherwise refined look. 


Hank Lucian was one of the executives of the Monitor agency. His presence alone seemed to dominate the space, his composed stride and quiet authority more striking than any flashy display of power. 
