Only a few people could understand me, because most were trapped within mortal minds, unable to see the future, weigh the pros and cons, and make the optimal choice. I had the ability, so I had to choose for them, even if that choice caused unbearable pain—no, stop! This was the foolishness and arrogant conceit I had always rejected—like metabolism, Salomon chewed over the thought again and again before clearing it from his mind, leaving it unable to affect him in the slightest. Even if he was a tool created with thoughts of his own, even if he was enslaved by his grand ideals, he had always guarded against this way of thinking influencing him.
To that end, he needed to step outside himself from time to time and examine his own actions.
Though this made him seem emotionally detached when reflecting on himself, it was the most important wisdom the Goddess of Wisdom had taught him, not some grand principle printed in books, read by countless people yet understood by none. Only recently had he come to understand the phrase, "With great power comes great responsibility." Even if he did not agree with every part of it, that did not prevent him from placing himself in the lowest position to examine himself, rather than standing above the clouds and looking down. If he did not step forward, no one else could do it—but that did not mean he stood above others, or that he could discard emotion and remain unmoved when making decisions.
"Your cultivation has improved once more, my disciple. Although cultivation of the mind is not so important to our school, it truly affects the environment around us and the circumstances we will face in the future." The Sorcerer Supreme carefully observed Salomon's face and reached her