Dytos was there when everything began; creating the known universe and everything in it. Humans were just toys to him, puppets he could control as he wished. Everything was attached to his ‘strings’, nothing out of order and everything had already been calculated to his liking. However, he had grown bored over the eons. Everything already determined, nothing new or exciting ever happening. That is.. until one of his puppets had broken their strings, gaining the Gods interest.