In the beginning, there was all of nothing to have ever never existed.
Until one day there was.
And people were generally okay with that.

Gregor was and was not one of those people.
In fact, he would say nay to as many of the agreed upon popular opinions as he could.
He liked the existing but wanted the existing to happen his way instead of Their way.
So as you do in such a scenario, he called to arms an army of epic proportions.
Capable of destroying entire cities with its thunderous footsteps.
Unfortunately for Gregor, people quite liked the way that existing existed and so on the day of The Mighty Conquering-onquering-onquering-onquesring (TM) he crested the mighty hill to....
Silence.
Nothing but a flock of vultures feasting upon a corpse.

The end :)