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The Age of Apotheosis: Some believe it was inevitable, after the discovery of the web, the end of the resource crisis, knowledge built upon generation over generation lead to this. For hundreds of years now arcanists had used the web and mastery of the building blocks of reality lead to increasingly profound vistas of knowledge. At this point the rulers of civilization acted almost as gods, unseen hands guiding nature, Mortal beings, once considered the pinnacle of intelligence, the former rulers of the world through the previous ages...where now little more than ants. Living spires built upon living magical cities. The people, who only vaguely resembled the races of old after generations of vitalistic alteration no longer viewed the universe as something to be understood, they called upon the new gods and gazed in wonder...and sometimes horror. The Web was alive, it was intelligent, Was it always intelligent? who knows.

Death, life, all these things that had once been certain in some distant age. Death could be reversed, echoes, ghosts, they existed in the web, even time had lost meaning. Many joined the spire, absorbed by it.

Transformation is a part of life, we start out as simple beings, spirits in the womb, we grow into living things and through our life our experiences change us. Those that commune with the spire are changed, It is not death, The spire is apotheosis, they become one with the web.

The Age of Apotheosis marks the end of the age of mortals.
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