[center][h1]Excelsis, the Lord-Eminance[/h1][/center]
The peak of the Monster was surprisingly more tranquil than expected. The caldera was already overgrown with greenery. Left and right, there were igneous rocks and fractured stone separating its peak from most other mountains, but nature had mostly covered up the true extent of the violence the volcano had spewed out not that long ago.

Meris was waiting at its peak. The sun had dimmed a bit and moved further away from the plane. The time of shadows dominated now. The avatar was, to his own surprise, somewhat impatient. Until finally he saw the streak of fire in the distance. It came closer and closer. Meris didn't move. He knelt.

Excelsis stopped before his avatar. The god-orb's fiery cloak burned up when he stopped. It still scorched part of the Monster's peak. [b]"I do not often get prayers from my own being."[/b] He said. [b]"Speak, Meris. What troubles you?"[/b]

Meris rose. "Mortality." He said. "I was charged to look after mortalkind, Excelsium in particular. I have done so for some time now. They are still meek and possess little true power as we do. But theirs is growing fast. For now."

[b]"Their ephemeral nature is not a curse, Meris. It gives them purpose through legacy."[/b] Excelsis said as a handful of the orb's eyes looked out towards the growing village of Excelsium. [b]"Sons need to be able to look up to their fathers, and then kill them to exceed them."[/b]

"In that I agree, but there is a problem." Meris said he looked over the village. "I saw it first with Aristel. The broken man is still teaching. He'll teach till he drops dead. It won't be enough. Weircraft is endangered. His teachings, with his death, will fade. I foresee the basics of it having faded to a myth-like status in only a handful of generations. The progress, the teachings, will be long hobbled."

[b]"You worry too much. In a distant land, I've seen a solution already. They give certain symbols certain meanings, then etch those symbols onto tablets. It's a decent idea."[/b] Excelsis said. [b]"The knowledge will fly over in... a handful of generations at most, I think."[/b]

Meris shook his head. "It will be too late. You charged me with ascending Excelsium to the point where it can be useful to your designs. I cannot do that if generations of knowledge will fade time and time again."

The god-orb's hundred different eyes shifted towards Meris and frowned. [b]"How curious."[/b] Excelsis said. Meris was seemingly more concerned with the mortal's progress than Excelsis himself. Excelsium was little more than a pet project right now. An attempt to elevate mortalkind. If it failed, it would be sad but Excelsis could begin elsewhere again. The ingredients were all around. There was nothing in Excelsium that made them unique and valuable. [b]"Have you grown to care for the mortals here?"[/b] The god-orb asked.

Meris let out a deep sigh. "Perhaps. I see their faith and zeal. It deserves... attention."

[b]"Indeed, it does."[/b] Excelsis relents. [b]"It is perhaps time that I foster legacy a bit more. I'll not solve the problem as a whole, Meris. This weircraft will have to be applied for the full solution. As will other bands of mortals be able to wield what I will make."[/b]

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Aristel was asleep outside, in the little field he was using to teach geomantic shapes. Those shapes were necessary for the basis of Weircraft. He had taught a lot. All he knew, but not all that could be known. His dreams were grand, then dark, and then faded when he suddenly felt a jolt. He opened his eyes and he was not in the field anymore. He was far away, on a hilltop.

"What in the name of Ex-" Before he could invoke the name he saw the floating God-Orb and immediately dropped to his knees. "Oh mighty Excelsis! Forgive me. I had almost taken your name in vain!"

[b]"There is nothing to forgive."[/b] Excelsis said. [b]"Aristel of Excelsium. Your spark burns bright. The flame of your life is becoming dull. You will die soon."[/b]

"Yes, and?" The old man asked.

His disregard shocked the God-Orb for a second. [b]"I will have to use your spark for a great blessing upon this world. It will consume the last of your life. I do not believe I am doing something wrong, so I will not apologise. Though I know that this news must be distressing to a mortal, so I say this to ease your mind. Your legacy will last very long."[/b]

"Wha-" It took the crazed man a second to register what the god was saying. He was going to die! He felt his feet leave the ground and his mind suddenly throb with a terrible migraine. The pain in his head began to spread. His eyes felt like they were burning. The god-orb was looming over him now. Golden geometric shapes formed around him. The shapes were vastly more complex and intermingled than anything he had carved into the ground. It would've been fascinating if he were not panicking like a caged beast that knew it was about to be killed.

A tablet orbiting the god-orb flashed before his burning eyes. The markings upon it glowed for a second. Then it came around again. The tablet seemed to be something else, something separate from the god-orb. "Wait!" Aristel yelled, but Excelsis did not listen. Aristel felt something else influencing him now. He gazed upon the strange symbols on the tablet every time it came around. The tablet seemed to be slowing more and more, letting Aristel read more and more. He had to read it, even if he didn't know what reading was. The symbols were pouring something onto him. It was overloading him as well, in a very different way. As the geomantic ritual of Excelsis was drawing out a fire of his mind, the tablet was pouring the waters of knowledge on his face.

He screamed and pleaded and screamed more in pain. Excelsis ignored it. Though he did not take relish from it either. He had the metaphysical flame of genius and began to follow the thin threads that led into the ground. The geomantic shapes began to solidify and then collapse. Aristel expired. From his final breath, the Engram retook its shape.

[b]"Hello, old friend."[/b] Excelsis said to his own creation as new, blue geomantic shapes began to form. These were less balanced than the golden ones. They were more angular and sharper. They concentrated the divine power further. These shapes began to add themselves to the golden form of the engram. They fused peacefully. Once the Engram was amended, Excelsis released the Engram and returned it to the world.

With the recently expired brain of Aristel something miraculous happened. The parts that made him great: his knowledge, experience, understanding, and memories began to ossify and then crystallize. The very neurons turned into a glassy blue substance. Aristel's corpse, containing the mind crystal, was returned to Excelsium.

The old man's students panicked when they found him dead. They brought him before Meris, begging the avatar to resurrect their master. It wasn't out of love. All of his students had a desperate thirst for knowledge. Their fractured minds had become greedy for more understanding. Meris denied them, but he did sense something else. When he opened the skull of Aristel - much to the horror of the mortals watching - he retrieved the blue crystal.

"This! This is the spark made manifest!" He declared as he upheld the crystal coated in viscera. His eyes fell upon the students. Their horror was being replaced with intrigue.

[hider=Summary]Meris and Excelsis meet. Meris is worried mortals will forget things when their teachers die. Excelsis isn't worried and talks about writing, but it'll take time to come over. Meris says Excelsium doesn't have that much time, and Excelsis is inclined to agree, but only after he noticed an unexpected level of care from Meris.

The god-orb kidnaps Aristel and uses the spark-gifted mortal in a ritual to manifest the Spark's Engram given to the world. He amends it, adding the crystallization of the mind upon death. In the middle of this ritual, Aristel does notice and tries to read the Akashic Vessel.

[u]Conviction:[/u]
- In-Domain (not sure what this exactly falls under but Hazy seems fair?): Creating a ritual to bring forth the Spark's Engram
- In-Domain but Impossible Enchantment: Enchant the Spark engram so that a manifested Spark's becomes a crystal upon death, containing the mortal's knowledge, experience, understanding, and memories of what made him great. The crystal can be used in multiple ways from here.

Example: Through magick, the Ideals of Memory, Thought and Sound, one could make a mental construct from the crystal that can speak about its own inventions and creations, thus allowing pupils to learn from the original creator of a certain technique.

It is important to note that the crystals do not contain the souls of the Spark-gifted, nor do the crystals possess the capacity to learn new things. Clarifying questions of the subject that the Spark-Gifted was knowledgeable of can be asked, but theorizing with new techniques is impossible.

It is also important to note that all Spark-gifted who have fully unlocked their Spark, by going through a catalytic event, will have part of their brain crystalized.

Cost: 2 conviction for the ritual (1 hazy + 1 settled world), 3 conviction for enchanting an existing object (2 surreal + 1 settled world)
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