Michael wanted to learn how to overcome the burden brought by the death of his people. To be precise, he had to learn how to ensure that deaths wouldn't degrade his mental strength and sanity.
Michael understood that he was too emotional about the deaths of his subjects. More subjects were bound to die in the future, and that the numbers would increase as the strength of his enemies increased exponentially. However, Michael knew that his instinct would always make him jump into the fiery pits of hell to rescue his people, even if they had a 0.1% shot at survival.
But he couldn't save everyone no matter what. Everyone understood that, and Michael had to learn to live with this understanding as well.
"Please help me to become a great Lord!" Michael requested Kraft Viton, his voice overflowing with determination.
He knew that he could become a better Lord. He had to be.
