[I don't know if it can be called evil…]
[I played with corpses.]
[As a mage, research is necessary. People are tortured in research all the time, but my field was corpses. I didn't need to actively hunt the living.]
[No matter where you go, people are always dying.]
[Aside from that, several knights, priests, nobles, and others died by my hands.]
[If you ask whether I am good or evil…]
[I am definitely evil.]
[One of the most heinous bastards indeed.]
[And if you didn't have light, and if you were weaker, I would have stolen your body.]
"That's quite frank," Ethan said, nodding slowly.
Then he smiled.
"Alright. I forgive you."
The soul stiffened.
"But," Ethan continued, and his smile vanished, replaced by a cold, deadpan stare, "from now on, you will work for me."
"The number of lives you have taken," he said calmly, "you will have to save ten times that amount."
"It is not enough for atonement, but it is enough to keep you alive."
