Swords Aren't Made to Kill Gods
His family was killed, his life was shattered, his world was destroyed, ALL BECAUSE OF THE GODS!
The seven seats– Beings that governed the heavenly realm had descended on the Planet Cryst– His home, they came with their War angels and Immortal Demons, all to wage war on one mortal– The Anomaly that defied fate.
But he wasn't that Anomaly, the anomaly was someone else. He watched his world burn to the ground and with the help of the Archmage Alphonso, he could only save 48 people, and thus, only the 50 people remained in the world, striving to survive.
That's when something happened– They found a way to travel dimensions, to escape their world, but there was a catch– only one person could enter the gate.
He was forced out of the planet and his memories slowly eroded as a price for breaking the natural laws of the universe, but something remained– his rage, the burning anger he felt against the gods. And he swore under the witness of the universe;
"With My Sword, I will cut down every single being that calls themselves a 'god'!"
His memories completely withered, but his powers still remained– he just wasn't aware of it, or who he was.
He arrived on Earth, got integrated into the society and lived like a normal human for 2 years. But something was wrong with him and he could feel it, but admist the wrongness he felt in his being, he had just one wish– to know who he was and where he came from.
Ding!
[Do you have a wish?]
"Yes"
[Then ascend the Tower of Caelum, on the 100th floor, your wish shall be granted.]
Invited to a tower lurking with transcendental beings and the gods he vowed to kill and his memories slowly returning, what would he do? No– we know what he'd do... the question is, how would he get strong enough to cut down these gods with his sword?
Especially with the fact he knows– he knows it, but he still won't stop or relent, and if anybody tells him what he already knows, he'd simply reply:
"I already know, that swords weren't made to kill gods."