Damon was slightly shocked by the sudden growth of his Seed of Depravity.
He hadn't expected that subjugating a few trolls would cause it to react.
Normally the seed only grew from two things.
Souls.
And a heart filled with resentment.
Both of those things fed it.
These days Damon had far fewer reasons to feel resentment. The overwhelming hatred and rage that once drove him to curse the world had faded.
If anything, he was calmer now.
He had learned to accept certain things.
Even parts of himself.
There was less self-hatred.
Because of that, the Seed of Depravity had also grown quieter.
This seed had originally come from Ashcroft.
Damon sometimes wondered what kind of resentment Ashcroft must have carried in his heart to condense something like that into existence.
Its power was heaven-shaking.
But Damon had no intention of using it recklessly.
He needed to avoid demonization.
