It really wasn't Ambrose's fault for going back on his word. As a lich, he had to commit the occasional act of evil to stay true to his nature. Otherwise, with paladins kneeling and bowing to him all day, what kind of undead would he be? What would his fellow undead think?0

For most undead, perfectly reading the memories of an extracted soul was nearly impossible.0

Souls were fragile. The clash between control and resistance would damage any soul. That was why most undead were dull-witted and slow: fragmented souls meant fragmented minds.0

Only those who willingly became undead could retain most of their reason.0

But Ambrose was different. His ability to fabricate souls meant he could forcibly construct one from scratch. After years of research, his understanding of souls far surpassed that of ordinary mages.0

The goblin's soul was drawn out and unraveled into threads in his hands. Its memories clung to those strands, nothing omitted.0

"Let's see…...8