Conduit of Souls

They carry the echoes of the fallen.
All that you were, in a tiny little vessel.

You can cherish it,
Tarnish it,
Even sell it.

No matter the case, it will end up with me.
Some come to claim them, others to destroy.
Whether it's theirs, another's, or some mortal enemy...
It matters not.

You'd better have a grand reason.
A soul is more powerful than you'd think.