"No matter how many times I look at it, it's always horrifying. It's actually shattered into this ghostly form, like a nightmare. Sigh!"
"Forget it, let's repair it again. It can add some fun to my boring life."
"But before I engage in this dull repair work, should I go out and take a good look? The natives of this world seem quite friendly to me. It's been so long, yet no one has come to crusade against me."
The soul fire in the large skeleton's skull flickered violently once again, but this time he controlled it, preventing an outburst. Even from the depths of the crypt, should his power go out of control, it wouldn't cause any issues.
However, he needed to master this process, because outside the crypt, every loss of control would be equal to casting a legendary level undead calamity, which is unwelcome anywhere.
"Even controlling my power is an issue! Damn fool, what was the former me thinking? Exactly how many memories did I seal?"
