Post by SARZIE on Mar 19, 2010 23:52:56 GMT -5
That's right ladies and gentlemen, the ancient gods have come out of the closet. Or the sarcophagus. Or the iceberg. Or the ampitheatre. Or the crude hole in the ground. And some of them, can't stress that enough, some of them mean business. And that business is total dominance over the planet. There's very little the humans can do about it, and the gods who have chosen to REMAIN in the closet are unsure of what to do. Most have faith that the other gods will get bored and sink back into anonymity in a little while. You know, two, three hundred years or so. But that's not good enough for the humans who now live in constant fear.
TWILIGHT OF THE MORTALS takes place in a nondescript city in which the gods exist in the minds of the citizens as something like the mafia or the government. You're aware of them, but it's not exactly often that they DIRECTLY effect you. Little do they know, they're not alone in the city.