Under the cover of night, Norlinst Avenue took on a life of its own.
Bright white and deep blue Mana Crystals were embedded along the tall lamp towers lining the street, their intertwined glow washing the district in an otherworldly shimmer. Metal shop signs swayed overhead, clinking softly in the wind, the rhythmic sound carrying through the avenue like a quiet invitation to anyone willing to wander in.
It was no wonder so many players preferred to visit at night. There was simply no other place like it.
During the day, Norlinst Avenue looked abandoned, almost lifeless. Every storefront remained shut tight, windows dark, doors locked, as though the entire district had been forgotten. Hours could pass without a single figure appearing on the street. But the moment the sun slipped below the horizon, everything changed.
Shutters flew open. Lanterns lit. Voices filled the air.
