Bethlehem, Florida: A quiet town of quiet people living quiet little lives. Until the sky split open and The Nine fell from the heavens.

They are not here to conquer. They are not here to save us. They don’t whisper wisdom or preach doom. They simply are—and they have no patience for the nonsense we call “normal.”

Their names are are Zhyra’kai, Vaelora, Sylwen, Rhyzan, Kaelithe, Xyphera, Neyhara, Lysava, and Nyxara.

Aliens? Sure. Prophets? Maybe. Menaces? Depends on who you ask.

They didn’t mean to start a revolution. They were just living. But their way of life—a reckless, irreverent, reality-warping rejection of all things structured and sacred—was too contagious to ignore.

Some say they’re liberators, exposing the absurdity of existence. Others say they’re a virus, eating away at the last shreds of sanity. The government calls them a threat. Their followers call them divine.

And all of it, every single bit of it, is written in their scripture: The Moonlight Manifesto.

It is not a belief system. It is not a set of rules. It is a glitch in reality itself. A challenge to break everything—society, self, meaning—just to see what happens.

Now, the town spirals into chaos, philosophy becomes warfare, and two government agents are scrambling to put the lid back on Pandora’s Box. But The Nine just laugh along with the madness and keep doing what they do.

Because, in the end, nothing means anything. And if nothing means anything… doesn’t that mean everything is possible?Read more