Kaze No Klonoa: Moonlight Museum - Worlds

Worlds

The game itself is divided into five worlds, each of which is split into six stages called "visions". At the end of each stage, Klonoa must find a door which is unlocked by finding all 3 stars within the vision itself. There are also 30 crystals (or "dream stones") in each vision, collect all these to finish part of the picture shown at the end of the vision (one picture per world). In addition, Klonoa can also find hearts that can replenish his health, as well as 1-up items that look like Klonoa's hat. There are no boss battles in this game.

World 1 - Quiet Hometown: A sunny, grass-filled world that resembles Klonoa's hometown of Breezegale created by Picoo.

World 2 - Giant Fort: A world that actually takes place inside a gigantic statue sculpted by Treffle. Klonoa and Huepow are swallowed up by it and must navigate their way through its maze-like interior in order to exit.

World 3 - Laughing Prison: A world that consists of Klonoa traveling through an odd comic book drawn by Koof.

World 4 - Palace of Clouds: A world within a magic camera in the possession of Kaho that resembles a floating palace within the clouds.

World 5 - Selfish Museum: A world that takes place in a large, sentient museum that hopes to use dreams for its art.

Extra World: An Extra World you must unlock, it has unique and challenging visions.

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