I have a problem with making myself cry. Before I explain, I should say something about my character lore. In my book universe, there is a race of being called soulbenders which similarly to necromancers can control the dead. Except they can bend the souls of the living tot heir bidding being able to pull souls out of peoples bodies (Think of being able to yank the equivalent of the lungs out of your body) and handle souls with ease (think of like...Minecraft silk touch.) And one of my characters Miya is a soulbender. Soulbenders a hated for their assumed want to "play god" when they just want to live a normal lifestyle. and his best friend, Fayola doesn't know this fact. and is the mortal rivals to said soulbenders (This will be a whole seperate post on her kind) And her whole job is to hunt down things that threaten her planet... Im not gonna say much...but I just got done listening to takedown...