Sam understood that having a [Star of Hatred] was supposed to be a massive advantage, something that could increase his strength every time his emotions overflowed, yet his current state of mind was nowhere near what the ability required from him.
He knew the mechanics of his own power well enough to understand that the [Stars of Hatred] reacted to genuine hatred, not irritation or frustration, and definitely not to the kind of exhausted annoyance he felt toward the situation he kept finding himself in.
Because the truth was simple.
He did not harbor real hatred toward any of these people.
He was not filled with the burning desire to destroy them or tear them apart.
He was annoyed, deeply, painfully annoyed that he kept dying over and over, sometimes so quickly that he did not even have a chance to understand what had killed him.
And so…
Hatred Boost!
