Aether crystals.
The new currency of the world and wider universe, and a creation he found rather interesting considering it was the only way for him to awaken his Sparks.
He had more of those than he dared count.
And while he could use them for his Spark, he wouldn't.
Not now at least. No, he had a far better idea.
"You know, I actually despise death, especially the act of murder. To kill—I hate that." He said aloud, softly caressing the crystal in his hand, feeling its warm energy stream into him.
"I hate it from both sides. I don't think anyone has the right to strip anyone or anything of life. I think it's the most sacrilegious act a man can do."
"Once you kill, you lose something you never gain back."
He looked up.
"I also think murder born from anger, however justified, is idiotic." He paused. "There are many more ways to punish the living than there are the dead. Death is mercy."
