Titan, Thanos's homeland and the planet of his birth.
A civilization of unparalleled splendor had once been born here, but it had ultimately perished due to a shortage of resources.
It was precisely because he had witnessed his own race exhaust the planet's resources amid relentless population growth that Thanos developed such a powerful sense of crisis and came to believe that he bore the responsibility of restoring balance to the entire universe.
Simply put, this guy had suffered unimaginable external trauma, causing his original worldview to completely collapse. In the end, he became utterly twisted and set foot on a path of no return.
In psychological terms, Thanos was a textbook mental patient.
But the problem was that his abilities and potential were far too astonishing, and he was also exceptionally intelligent. Over time, he gradually formed his own theoretical foundation and logical system.
In his eyes, killing half the life in the universe was entirely righteous. It was so that those who remained could live better, rather than repeat Titan's tragedy.
But Thanos had never considered what right he had to make decisions for countless planets and races.
Unfortunately, there had long been no turning back.
At that moment, the man whose hands were stained with blood stood alone on the surface of the ruined Titan. He raised his chin and gazed at the distant city buried beneath sand and dust. After a full two or three minutes, he asked without turning around, "So, the task I assigned you was only half completed?"
"My deepest apologies! The strength currently possessed by the Earthlings has truly exceeded our imagination. Not only the Avengers, but also the Inhumans left behind by the Kree's Gene Modification experiments, as well as the mages of Kamar-Taj, have all joined forces without prior arrangement.