Black Myth: Egg of the Primordial Wilderness

The universe's first sound was not a trumpet heralding creation, but a scream of agony.

We are cancer cells, parasites on the corpse of a god.

The universe began with a scream that was not human (The Primordial Blind Sound).

The scream shattered the stable state of nothingness and gave birth to the first generation of gods, Jiang Gu. Jiang Gu devoured cosmic dust and gave birth to the second generation of gods, Pangu. The instinct to devour came from the “Dewdrop” inside her, a cosmic cancerous seed.

After Pangu died, his body became Earth, the corpse of a god. The Dewdrop mutated a second time and created humanity. We are not “the spirit of all things,” but decomposers of a divine corpse, carriers of the Dewdrop’s “cancer cells.”

Human history is the ongoing evolution of the Dewdrop’s cancerous logic: from passive parasitism to active plunder, from physical consumption to the deconstruction of cognition, from a unified host to fragmented spread.

But within this boundless darkness lies a glimmer of rebellion: Zero Light.

It began with the fearless resolve of King Zhou of Shang, Di Xin, an instinctive revolt against the “destiny of cancer” and a tender guardianship of the “life within the divine corpse.” It does not shine; it burns, in Zhuang Zhou’s parables, in Liu Bei’s benevolence, and in every soul unwilling to be tamed by fate.

This book tells of the Dewdrop’s cancerous expansion and Zero Light’s sparks spreading into a prairie fire, an eternal conflict unfolding upon Earth, the corpse of a god.

We thought we were fighting cancer, but all we were doing was helping it write a paper on immune evasion.

“Zero Light Ending: Note on the Medical Record”