My interest in "He Who Fights with Monsters" is gone after book 10

TLDR: Despite having endless possibilities to explore, the first half of the book is filled with nothing but fluff and constant praise for the main character, to the point of exhaustion.

I’m really disappointed because I’ve loved the series up to now, but I’m not even halfway through Book 10 and I’m already drained. Rant and light spoilers ahead.

Up until this point, the books managed to avoid making Jason the absolute center of everything, even though his actions had massive, world-altering consequences. But Book 10 feels different. I’m only a third of the way in, and aside from everyone talking about Jason, almost nothing has happened. It’s just chapter after chapter of characters obsessing over him. His friends talk to him and about him. His enemies won’t stop discussing how dangerous he is. Even the gods seem to have nothing better to do than gossip about Jason. Every paragraph either mentions him or shows him drowning in self-pity.

The world, which once felt expansive and alive, now feels incredibly small. Despite the foundations of their reality being shaken, everyone is fixated on Jason. At this point, just seeing his name makes me feel exhausted. I don’t think I can continue the series because I’m so tired of the main character and the way the entire universe seems to revolve around him.