1620 Grave

"Though… I don't want you to reconstruct bodies, I only want to use your research in the field of healing. Though the idea of extending one's life indefinitely is appealing, there's a limit to what a soul can handle. There's a reason why even transcendents cannot live forever. If one's mind collapses, it doesn't matter how good the condition of your body is."

Fara lowered his head and nodded in understanding. At the end of the day, his research was only useful for those whose souls had broken into the celestial realm. If yours hadn't, you'd never be able to move from one body to the next. And, even if it had, if your mind was collapsing, it was useless.