You are not a god, you are the editor of life. In "The Spore Oracle", faith turns into genes, civilization grows from spores, and the two monarchs jointly weave a living universe with faith in one hand and resources in the other. Your farmers will blossom, your warriors are the creep, and your cities are the beating organs. When the spore designs uploaded by players spread throughout the server, when the pollution of faith causes believers to grow the faces of enemies, when the will of two monarchs tears reality apart - you will face the ultimate question: Is the civilization you cultivate, or another you? Here, evolution has no end, only choice. Do you dare to write down the birth history of a species with your own hands?
