Few beings in the supernatural world truly understand the magnitude and uniqueness of Salem. For most, it is a whisper in the wind, a forbidden legend told in dim light by fools or entities who, with regret in their eyes, prefer to forget that they once set foot there...
But Salem exists. And it is not far from Earth.
Suspended between the veils of reality and the echoes of the ethereal, the dimension of Salem does not belong to any dimension; it was built on the Ley Lines of the World Tree, Yggdrasil. It is a realm unto itself, isolated and protected by layers of arcane spells so ancient that their authors have long since dissolved into the ether. Its sky is deep blue, adorned with moving constellations and enchanted moons. But it is when night falls—if time really flows there—that Salem reveals its true splendor.
