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I woke to a voice speaking nearby saying

"His soul is so strange, filled with darkness and drenched in the blood of billions of souls, yet somehow it is pure and restrained.

Ordered and morally sound, yet twisted, it's like he is a demon that bound itself with the tenants of light. His soul shines with light yet at the same time that light is so dark that it can reveal all that normal light conceals.

Truly it is strange, it is inviting yet scary, tempting and dangerous even to one such as I.

How it came to be in such a place is astonishing, there is no mana and very little else outside of the physical realm. Yet his mana capacity rivals the primordials and his mana is like mercury in its purity and density.

That also explains why he died so young, that place could not support it and that is what led to the change in the weather where he lived.