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Unveiling Elyseum's Unknown

Unveiling Elyseum's Unknown

Auteur：seagahn

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#dare to love and hate #bxg #mystery #special ability #queen
Introduction
A young Avariel (Winged Elf), Eizabel Hearst, loves researching the old tales and legends of their world, Elyseum. Only to led her to the missing piece of their history—the forgotten history, the Golden War. No one onew what happened that very day, no one remembers. For some inexplicable reason, a peculiar emotion suddenly uproared deep within her—she had a taste, and she wants more. As she dug deeper, the darker it gets. It made her think that there's something wrong. While her adventure goes on, many disastrous secrets automatically unfolded, some tragic mysteries she unbelievably solved, and when she finally learns the truth behind the Elyseum's unknown, nothing awaits her... except her death.
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Chapitre

　　Introduction

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　　Over a century ago, after the Golden Clash, the Elyseum that once consists of one landmass, broke into pieces; creating new other continents.

　　Several cities had risen, different traditions were divided, and from there, the dawn of an end has been declared. ━─━────༺༻༺༻༺༻༺༻༺༻༺༻────━─━

　　Prologue

　　A large number of elves were simultaneously looking at one direction. Their infamous pointy ears are moving, revealing how disturbed they were with the woman walking quietly while her head was tilted down. The warmth of the daylight causes her complexion to change; from porcelain white to pinkish.

　　'It's the famous Avariel in Skybrim.' They said in their thoughts.

　　While wandering with her bare feet, the white, soft fabric in the woman's clothe is swaying, and is in unison with the movement of her body. She tilted her heart-shaped face when she noticed the small store in the corner, she's been looking for it.

　　She sauntered towards the store, unbothered by the Avariels whose chattering about her identity.

　　"One cup of Hawthorn leaves." Her stares then moved to the lady selling different kinds of leaves and flowers, good for any illnesses, if chosen correctly.

　　"S-Sure.." The lady couldn't make an eye contact with the woman. She's afraid, everyone's afraid.

　　A minute later and the trembling hands of the lady handed the woman a paper bag. The woman immediately gave a piece of gold coin and walked away without saying anything.

　　"Is t-that her?"

　　"Yes."

　　"S-So.. she's the so-called..."

　　The woman unconsciously placed her stare at the two other busybodies who's obviously talking about her. The two gasped and tried to avoid her dead stare.

　　The corner of her mouth turned down, why can't she have just one quiet day?

　　The babblings irritated her sofy, pointy ears, the reason why she shook her head and blocked all of her thoughts.

　　She looked up — her eyes glistened because of the calming sky — openeth her twelve-feet white wings and rose high in the air.

　　The Avariels followed her using their eyes, the two busybodies earlier gasped from the intensity of the blows of the wind. One of them continued what she's trailing, "...Progeny of the Au."