Alas poor Discord, he was never very good at letting go of things. What was he to do when his first and dearest friend was ready to depart to greener pastures? Bringing back the dead was something even he knew was not allowed. But what about sticking the soul into something more…durable? It would be perfect, as soon as something broke all he had to do was to cut it off and replace it. Good as new.
In time he’d have the biggest collection of friends ever!