My planet is infested with Goblins

Two days passed without the mysterious stone producing even the slightest reaction.

Noah examined it each morning before leaving for school and each evening after returning to his apartment. He placed it beneath different lights, pressed small amounts of divine energy into its surface, and searched the academy’s public archives for artifacts with similar silver markings. Nothing changed. The stone remained cold, silent, and completely ordinary except for its unusual weight and the fact that no one had ever been able to identify the material from which it had been formed.

By the morning of the Planet Seed Awakening Ceremony, Noah had stopped expecting the stone to suddenly reveal its purpose.

He still placed it carefully inside the protective container provided by Argent Crown Bank.

His parents had believed it needed to be present during his awakening. They had not promised that it would help him, and they had warned him not to waste his life forcing meaning from something that might remain useless. Even so, ignoring the only purpose they had assigned to it would have made the journey to the bank meaningless.

Noah dressed in his academy uniform and stood before the small mirror beside his wardrobe. He adjusted his collar, smoothed the front of his coat, and checked that nothing marked him as anything more than an ordinary student.

The silver-tree pin remained hidden in the locked drawer.

At the academy, he was simply known as Noah. His parents had arranged his records that way years ago, and Noah had never questioned the decision. The Aelwyn name carried influence, but it also carried enemies, obligations, and unnecessary attention. So long as his identity remained concealed, he could study without becoming a target in conflicts he did not yet understand.

He ate half of his breakfast, checked his school bag three times, and left the apartment while Astralis was still covered in pale morning light. Vendors were raising shutters from narrow shops, workers hurried toward transit stations, and delivery carriers moved between the lower towers with their lights blinking against the fading darkness.

The skyrail became more crowded with students at every stop. Most wore formal uniforms decorated with family colors, while parents and clan representatives surrounded them with last-minute advice about climates, food production, and racial compatibility.

Noah listened from beside the window. He had studied the same lessons. A species suited to forests might fail on open plains, while a powerful race could starve if it reproduced faster than its food supply. Even a rare race could collapse within generations if its god chose the wrong environment.

The Will of the God Civilization selected the starting race. Everything afterward depended on the student.

When the skyrail reached the academy, Noah stepped into a courtyard transformed by banners and projections of successful worlds: floating cities, metal moons, and civilizations defended by divine armies. None showed the worlds that had collapsed.

Families crowded the pathways leading toward the Awakening Hall. Some students arrived with planetary scholars, while noble heirs brought guards and enough attendants to resemble a divine court.

Noah recognized several classmates near the entrance. Their eyes moved from his plain uniform to the empty space around him.

"A boy with no family?" someone whispered.

"He always seems to comes alone."

"I heard he lives in the eastern district."

"Maybe he does not have anyone, unfortunate soul."

Noah continued walking.

A boy stepped into his path and stopped him from walking.

Cassian Valeborne wore a white ceremonial coat embroidered with golden flames. The crimson sunburst of his family rested above his heart, bright enough that no one could mistake his lineage. Four attendants followed him, including a planetary scholar and a broad-shouldered man in military dress.

Cassian looked over Noah’s plain uniform and the worn strap of his school bag.

"You came without a representative," he said.

"The ceremony is just for students."

"It is the beginning of your future." Cassian glanced toward the adults gathered around the other noble heirs. "Most families consider that to be worth attending."

"My Planet Seed will awaken whether someone is seated behind me or not."

Cassian smiled faintly. "Provided there is anything worth watching."

Before Noah could answer, a deep chime rolled across the courtyard. The doors of the Awakening Hall opened, and academy constructs began directing students toward their assigned entrances.

The hall held the entire first-year class, their families, and hundreds of officials. Rows of seats surrounded a white platform above which floated the Civilization Awakening Core, a crystal of transparent rings turning around a pale inner light.

Noah found his assigned seat in the central student section. No special area waited behind him. No one in the hall knew that his parents belonged to one of the oldest divine houses in Astralis. To them, he was only an unsupported student from a modest district.

Instructor Seraphine Vale entered the platform after the doors closed. Her silver hair was tied behind her head, and the dark blue robes of the academy carried no family crest. Only the seven-star insignia of a senior Planetary Lord marked her rank.

"Today," she began, "each of you will receive the foundation of your divine path."

Her voice carried throughout the hall without visible amplification.

"The Will of the God Civilization will establish a Planet Seed within your soul. That seed will become your first world. It will possess no civilization, no developed resources, and no protection beyond what you provide."

A projection appeared above the platform, displaying an empty sphere surrounded by darkness.

"The Will shall then select a starting race according to your soul, divine potential, and compatibility. You will not choose your race. You will not reject the result. You will not demand a second awakening."

The sphere filled with forests and cities before collapsing into fire.

"A powerful race can be destroyed by a foolish god. A weak race can rise beneath careful guidance. Your result today is not a judgment of your final worth. It is the first responsibility placed in your hands."

Despite the warning, excitement spread through the hall when the first student was called.

A boy from a merchant family stepped onto the platform and placed his hand against the lowest ring of the Civilization Awakening Core. Light surrounded him, and a miniature world appeared above the crystal. A broad-shouldered humanoid covered in brown fur slowly formed beside it.

"Starting race: Hill Beastmen," Instructor Vale announced.

The boy’s family cheered.

The awakenings continued. Humans appeared most frequently, followed by dwarves, lizardfolk, beastmen, and rarer races. Every result produced discussion as scholars considered climates and parents calculated advantages.

Mira Thalen, seated beside Noah, awakened Riverfolk and nearly collapsed from relief. Another student received the durable Stoneborn, while a noble girl’s Wind Elves brought the loudest applause until Instructor Vale silenced the audience with a look.

Then Cassian Valeborne’s name was called.

He rose without hesitation.

The Valeborne section became silent as he crossed the hall. His family scholar activated several recording devices, while the military representative watched with folded arms.

Cassian placed his palm against the Awakening Core.

Golden light surged through the rotating rings. A deep roar echoed across the hall, and the image of a forming world appeared above the platform. Tall humanoid figures emerged from the light. Their bodies were covered in overlapping golden-red scales. Small horns curved from their brows, and the air around them shimmered with heat.

Instructor Vale studied the result.

"Starting race: Sunscale Draconians."

The Valeborne representatives stood together. Applause spread through the hall, accompanied by voices of admiration. Sunscale Draconians were not true dragons, but their physical strength, resistance to heat, and potential to awaken stronger draconic bloodlines made them an exceptionally valuable starting race.

Cassian stepped away from the platform with satisfaction hidden poorly beneath his calm expression.

As he passed Noah’s row, he paused.

"A civilization should be judged by what it becomes," Cassian said quietly. "That is what students with poor beginnings usually say."

"Then make certain your excellent beginning does not become an excuse for poor leadership," Noah replied.

Cassian’s smile weakened.

Instructor Vale called the next name before he could answer.

"Noah."

Most students knew little about him beyond his grades, plain clothing, and the absence of any family at academy events.

Noah stood and walked toward the platform.

Instructor Vale checked the identity token attached to his academy record. Her attention then shifted toward his school bag.

"You are carrying an unregistered object," she said.

"An inheritance left by my parents."

"Awakening-enhancement artifacts are prohibited unless inspected and approved."

"It has no confirmed function."

"That does not make it harmless."

Noah removed the black identity card from his inner pocket. "The item was released to me under a sealed inheritance contract. My parents believed it needed to be present during my awakening."

Instructor Vale pressed the card against a verification plate.

The device went dark.

Silver symbols appeared across its surface before forming a restricted confirmation visible only from the platform.

Instructor Vale’s expression changed slightly.

"Ownership verified," she read. "Identity protected by sealed authority. Object classification: unconfirmed. No detectable energy. Beneficiary accepts responsibility."

The display revealed no surname, family crest, or depositor information.

Several academy officials exchanged glances, but none spoke.

"You may carry it," Instructor Vale decided. "You will not touch it to the Awakening Core."

Noah opened the protective container and removed the black stone.

It remained cold and silent.

He held it in his left hand and pressed his right palm against the lowest crystalline ring.

The hall vanished.

Noah found himself suspended in endless darkness. Distant stars appeared around him, followed by a sphere of pale light forming before his chest. It began no larger than a grain of sand, then expanded as threads of light gathered from the surrounding void.

He felt something taking root within his soul.

The sphere was separate from him, yet it belonged to him more completely than his own hand. Within it waited land, water, life, and civilization.

An immense presence descended over the darkness.

The Will of the God Civilization had arrived.

Silhouettes appeared around the forming Planet Seed. Tall figures vanished into mist. Winged beings dissolved into light. Scaled warriors, horned creatures, and races Noah could not identify emerged only to disappear moments later.

The Planet Seed continued growing.

Outside the vision, the black stone remained motionless in Noah’s hand.

Then the sphere reached completion.

The connection between Noah and the newborn world locked into place.

At that exact instant, the stone reacted.

The silver markings beneath its surface ignited. Cracks spread across the black material, but no fragments fell. Instead, the entire object dissolved into streams of black-and-silver light that passed through Noah’s hand.

Inside the darkness, the energy struck the Planet Seed.

The newborn world trembled.

For several breaths, Noah sensed nothing except the immense pressure of the Will continuing its judgment. More silhouettes appeared and vanished until only one remained.

It was short, thin, and green-skinned. Long pointed ears extended from the sides of its head, while crooked teeth filled a mouth stretched into a restless grin. Its yellow eyes moved constantly, searching for something to steal, break, or turn into a weapon.

A declaration echoed across the darkness.

"Starting race selected: Goblins."

The same words appeared above the Civilization Awakening Core.

The hall fell silent.

Then the whispers began.

"Goblins?"

"That is unfortunate."

"They multiply quickly, but they destroy everything around them."

"They can barely maintain tribal settlements."

A few students laughed before the instructors silenced them.

Cassian leaned back in his seat, satisfaction visible in his expression. To him, Noah had received exactly the kind of race expected from an insignificant student with no family support.

Noah barely heard the reactions.

The black-and-silver light from the stone had spread through the Planet Seed. It did not remain as a separate object or attach itself to Noah’s soul. It sank into the newborn world and became part of its laws.

Information appeared before him.

[Planetary Characteristic Awakened]

[1% Genius]

[Approximately one percent of all naturally born members of the planet’s primary race will possess exceptional intellectual potential.]

Noah stared at the words.

Then additional information followed.

The characteristic does not determine personality, loyalty, morality, specialization, or achievement.

Exceptional individuals may emerge in any field depending on environment, education, experience, and opportunity.

Then the information disappeared.

No guidance followed. No instructions told Noah what kind of world to create. No invisible intelligence offered development paths or warned him which choices would lead to disaster.

The characteristic gave his goblins potential.

One goblin in every hundred might possess an extraordinary mind, but intelligence would not erase greed, violence, or tribal conflict. A genius among starving raiders might create a better weapon instead of a better society. An exceptional leader might unite the tribes or become a tyrant clever enough to enslave them.

The advantage was powerful.

Noah looked at the green figure standing above his newborn world.

The hall saw a weak and unstable race.

Noah saw a civilization in which one mind out of every hundred might become capable of changing everything.

His task was to ensure those minds learned to build before the goblins destroyed themselves.

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