Damian had a lot of things to think about.
He was thinking about his power and demons and much more, but what he could actually do remained paramount. He truly had to test the limitations of the Doctrines he was designing for his existence. If there were any limitations at all.
But since he was the one designing his Doctrines, since he was the architect of how he amassed power, wouldn't he be able to decide his own limitations?
The Lands of Stone were cruel and without honor.
The beings walking across them were terrifying, monsters who had been moving and enriching themselves with Mana for countless years. Some had cultivated before his grandparents were born. Some had accumulated power since before the Three Pillars existed.
In the grand scheme of things, he was still very tiny.
