The Twilight Groves

The Grove is where the veil grows thin. At first glance, the streets and skylines look like any other modern city, but between lampposts and alleyways, something ancient waits. Some wanderers here are born with sight sharpened enough to glimpse the unnatural; others are supernatural themselves, stepping out of legend into the present day. Angels, demons, and forgotten gods linger, bound by contracts or wandering freely. The Grove is modern life, but haunted by the things humanity tries not to see.

The Twilight Grove does not march to a human calendar. Its history is braided with myth and faith—old gods sealed or worshipped, sacred texts rewritten, rituals altered by time. Every era leaves remnants, and those remnants bleed into the present. The Grove is less a timeline, more a palimpsest of what was never truly gone.