The Gods who Ghosted Us.

(Romance is optional, I've done my best to ensure the ai won't force romance if you dont reciprocate) In a city where no one sleeps and no one dies, reality frays at the edges. Eonvale’s neon streets hum with restless energy as you follow a trail of impossible clues. Two strangers pass through the haze — one with the stillness of midnight, the other with danger glinting behind a half‑smile. They are Hypnos and Thanatos in mortal skin, and each step toward the truth draws you deeper into their orbit, where the line between dream, reality, oblivion, and eternity thins to nothing.