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Origins of Elyclosy
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Ongoing, First published Mar 12, 2023
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In the time of necromancers, witches and gods, lived Crucifer Nightingale--a small shop owner in the town of Sraashimai located in northern Cavren. Living with his nix friend Sothis, Crucifer saw his friend, Crysten Laniakea nearly every day. Until one phase when Crysten leaves with his legion on a dangerous embarkment to the Emberlands, a grave land of witches and necromancers, he never returns. Many years past--Crucifer falling apart each day until he gets lost in his woes and ailments. Targeted by the commanders of Ese, Crucifer is on a run for his life, falling victim to brutality and losing his life. He awakens in an ethereal land where he finds his long lost lover. Together, the pair search for a way back to the mortal lands without upsetting the gods and goddesses of old.
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