Mountains and rivers have no memory

This is a world shrouded in darkness.
The spreading Black Fog corrodes every living creature.
The only protection for humanity lies in fire.
But as the dark Epoch approached, the fires slowly extinguished.
Countless strong Kingdoms became dens for Dark Monsters, humans lost contact with each other, and survivors trembled in the faint solitary light.
Until Rod came to this world.
"Damn, what's this cow and horse stuff, is it edible?"
"This Soul, it's delicious."
"As long as the will of fire remains unextinguished, I believe, one day, humanity will once again illuminate this world and burn all spectral vermin to ashes."
"Even if I'm mired in darkness, bearing the Dream Realm, I can still support this world!"
"We've won!"
——
The world is about to fall, the Abyss looms at our side.
And I will raise this Unique flame to light up the world.
Yes, I am the last King of Darkness.
But...
Hello? Anyone, save me.

The Last King Of Darkness

"If I were to describe it, the world is an island floating in the infinite Spirit Realm, yet this island itself is infinite, and so is the Spirit Realm. The material space is an unfathomable miracle, and how the even more primordial Spirit Realm space evolved into such material space is a mystery all divine beings yearn to understand."


Rod was silent for a long time, realizing that he couldn't deduce the nature of this world using his previous conventional understanding; its birth and formation defied all common explanations.


"Book, I have a question. In the ocean of the Spirit Realm, are there other islands like ours?"


The handwriting of the Book of Knowledge became extremely slow but still resolutely wrote.


With a pop, the Book of Knowledge collapsed onto the ground like a broken puppet, every corner spread open, revealing its powerlessness.


"Master, these questions are too draining for me, I can't take it anymore."


Chapter 440 Dream Realm, Star, Divinity (First Update)_2