While Jane trained in Asgard Town, a man calling himself the "God Butcher" was slaughtering "gods" across the universe.
Beings like Thor and Asgard's Asa God Race were merely aliens to Earthlings, but they did possess some divine power. On many planets, there were likewise gods worshipped by the local people.
People on different planets worshipped their gods and offered them faith, while the gods, in turn, rewarded their believers.
Of course, some gods did nothing at all and never took their followers to heart. To them, followers were something they could have as many of as they wanted. If one batch died, they could simply replace them with the next.
Not every god cared for every human under her domain as thoroughly as Nüwa did.
Gorr the God Butcher had once been just such a tragic believer.
The planet where he lived suffered from a year-round lack of water and food, with most habitable regions consisting of barren deserts.
In his despair, he had called out to the god he believed in, yet received no response. Gorr could only watch helplessly as his daughter died before his eyes.
Not long afterward, he seemed to receive some kind of summons. He found an oasis—and the god he had worshipped.
Yet that only drove him deeper into despair. The god he believed in simply did not care about believers like them. In that god's eyes, they were lowly creatures, less than blades of grass.
For someone with faith, no blow was more despairing than the collapse of that faith.
Even when his daughter had died before him, he had not felt such despair.
Thus, chosen by the Black Death Sword, Gorr personally slaughtered the god he had always worshipped.
Gods were nothing more than this.
At that moment, Gorr underwent a