The Primordial Terror was nothing but a hamster that had grown strong enough to step out of its wheel. It saw the world for what it truly was, and it was because it did that it knew that there was no escape.
It thought by becoming strong enough, it would be able to escape its fate, only to realize that it had bound itself even more firmly to it.
Now, the Northern Star took him to be the only arbitrator of Destruction, the main cog. Even if he wanted to die, he couldn't. The thoughts never stopped, and they only grew stronger.
Destroy. Destroy. Destroy.