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The Elysian Arcane
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Ongoing, First published May 17, 2021
Mythology is a collection of myths and various beliefs of people whereas history is the collection of hidden facts and sacrifices which are still unknown to today's world.

The bloodshed, the war, the cries of people, the sacrifices just resonated in the pages of books which are now lost somewhere.

Here at Elysian Arcane, we're making an effort to bring the concealed reality to the surface, to acknowledge the sacrifices they made and an effort to bring them into limelight so that they do not go unnoticed.

Do you wish to help in this initiative? 
Do you wish to know about our great history and mythology?
Do you wish to bring light to the hidden facts and people? 
The do dive into this new endeavor of The Elysian Arcane!
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