He lost his family, and the Gods did nothing, despite how much he sacrificed and begged for their intervention. So he set off to do something about that, to make the Gods care, or at least make it that they couldn't interfere due to their no longer existing.
It took most of his life as he walked all across the world gathering the foretold tools, the magical items, and the like-minded associates he'd need to take on the Gods in their home and enact what he wished.
But finally, he was ready, and made his way to the Island where the Gods lived, among but apart from those that they ruled over.
He had planned on stealth up to a point, but when it kept working, he kept going, until he found the Library, and in it the book that showed the infinte number of times the Gods had made changes to the world and humans had forgotten. All the changes, major and minor, that they'd enacted and then reset the minds of him, and all the other humans
His family had died a billion times before, and what's worse, for seemingly no reason.
This made him even more angry.
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