[Draconic Pride has awakened.]
[Buddha Incarnate has gone dormant.]
Klaus looked at the notification, his face twitched uncontrolably.
It had started. The internal battle he had fought with this trait was back.
An impartial, overwhelming craving to eliminate or humble every mortal who did not instinctively bow to him, who did not recognize his inherent superiority, surged within him.
Only Klaus truly knew how difficult it was to keep himself in check, to prevent himself from lashing out or physically acting on these impulses.
His tight, clenched fist had started bleeding, his nails dug into his own palms as he fought the urge to simply assert his will by force.
Somehow, the effects of the trait felt several times stronger this time,
"system stop this right now i am saying"
[ding!! the host should just fight the feeling with his will power, only your will power will keep this trait in check]
"fck, why do you start delivering motivational dialogues in serious situations"
