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Welcome to... Noa's World
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Ongoing, First published Jul 13
Mature
9 new parts
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☙Welcome to... Noa's World! This is my own art proyect which I'm trying to get a little fandom for it. Noa's World is a universe of psychological representations of how I see the world, characters can range from humanoid-like creatures to all the way up to philosophical-like representations!

☙This book will include all the Noa's World related content I've made and will make on the future such as illustrations, animations, comics and concept art introductions!

☙Language will stay in English, although there are Spanish versions for a few things.

☙Fanart or any kind of appreciation (such as books, bots, etc) is encouraged but please keep all of the characters IN character and also keep in mind that in Noa's World all the humanoid characters are based on real people and that most of the scenarios are based on real life events.

☙You can find all of Noa's World on my socials:

⛧YouTube: NeoLuna3
⛧Instagram: _neoluna3
⛧Bluesky: NeoLuna3
⛧Tumblr: neoluna-3

☙Thank you for giving my proyect a try!

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