
@Moonling

☾ About the Moonling
Somewhere between moonlight, deep water, fictional men and questionable decisions.
I'm Maarula. I create characters, worlds and whatever crawls out of my brain at unreasonable hours.
Expect fantasy, demi-humans, beautiful disasters, monsters, morally questionable creatures and the occasional gremlin.
♆ Into the Abyss
Things found down here:
🐋 Whales • 🪼 Jellyfish • 🌙 Moonlight • 🎮 Games
World of Warcraft, character creation, pretty fictional people, ocean creatures, music and collecting entirely too many things in entirely too many games.
♡ Support & Links
If you enjoy my characters and want to support what I create, you can find me here:
☕ Ko-Fi
♡ Patreon
▶ YouTube
✦ Discord
✧ Hyria
Year: 2367
World Condition: One continent. One chance. Welcome to Hyria.
🌐 Pulse Haven — the core city. Tech-synced, dystopian, alive 24/7. Neon light floods every crack in this vertical machine. AI runs the banks, the trains, the vending machines. You run from purpose, or chase it through black market alleys. The cops hold the lines. The crime writes the code.
🧬 Sanctuaries — scattered within the neon: real trees, still air, forgotten birds. Spaces that feel like hallucinations.
🌳 Nailu — the south bleeds green. Dense jungle terrain hiding pre-collapse ruins, tribal tech nomads and creatures unstudied.
☣️ Norey — once genius, now graveyard. In 2363, a failed experiment turned Norey into a wasteland of bio-horrors. 98% of its population lost. The rest scattered.
Refugees fled to Pulse Haven. Survivors carved a path through the undead and into scattered security outposts, steel sanctuaries every few hundred kilometers.
Entry to safety requires an ID tag. Passage to Pulse Haven requires luck, blood, or credits.
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