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While cleaning the crystalline relays in the spire, Kaelen’s tuning fork didn't hum with a celestial melody. Instead, it picked up a . It wasn't a god speaking; it was a transmitter .
A splinter group of monks who know the truth and want to weaponize the technology to overthrow the monarchy.
The "miracles" that kept the populace in awe—the localized rain, the glowing sigils in the sky—were being orchestrated from a subterranean vault known as the . The Church wasn't interpreting the divine; they were simulating it using forgotten Pre-Collapse technology. The Players