Lord of Desolation

He was once the most dazzling star in the kingdom, with a distinguished family background, outstanding talent, and a promising future. Once you fall, you become an outcast. Accused of unfounded charges and deprived of everything, Roland Starlight was exiled to the kingdom's most remote and deadly Jedi - Blackstone Wasteland. There are only weathered skeletons, roaring monsters, and a dead, scorched earth where even weeds don't grow. There were only a few loyal people accompanying him and they were full of humiliation. Living on is already a luxury. However, just on the verge of despair devouring everything, in front of the cold stone wall of the ancient ruins, in the severe pain of his flesh and blood being torn apart by the claws of the monster, a power that had been silent for all eternity in Roland's body - the magic that was respected and feared by the world - awakened! It is dangerous, violent, and backfires on itself, but it also contains the only hope to change the desolation. Others use magic to burn down cities and destroy countries, but Roland uses it to crush gravel and wake up the sleeping soil. Others use magic to summon natural disasters, but Roland uses it to condense morning dew and spawn life-saving wheat ears. When the Holy Church regarded magic as a taboo, and when the arrogant nobles regarded this place as a cemetery, Roland lit the first wisp of smoke on the saline land and built the first low wall in the ruins. His "granted" land has become the last haven for the exiles: wanted warriors, exiled scholars, hunted half-elf scouts, endangered dwarf miners, struggling orc tribes... In this oasis cultivated by magic with difficulty, different bloodlines and civilizations began to collide and blend. A dwarf's furnace was erected next to a simple wooden house, elves' runes danced on the human fields, and the roars and war drums of the orcs became the clarion call to protect their homeland.