Reincarnated as a damn planet

"System, please use Consciousness Space and pull Calean, the Ant King, and Trias, the Unknown."

Liam spoke while floating above the pantheon council’s roundtable, his gaze resting upon the twenty-four empty seats surrounding the massive table. His voice carried through the divine chamber without resistance, and the system immediately responded to his command.

A few seconds later, two of the twenty-four empty seats suddenly began shimmering with brilliant light. The surrounding space distorted slightly before two figures gradually materialized within the divine chamber.

The first was Calean, the Ant King, a powerful creature whose body had been modified by Liam long ago. Through countless enhancements and the passage of time, Calean had reached heights that no ordinary ant could ever hope to approach, becoming one of the strongest individuals Liam had personally cultivated.

The second was Trias, the mysterious human whom Liam had previously used as a vessel during the battle against Zillagod.

Her body had been destroyed during the battle, but Liam had preserved her existence and given him a new vessel, allowing her to stand once again among the pantheons.

Liam remained silent for a moment as he observed the two newly arrived individuals. Neither Calean nor Trias fully understood why they had been brought into this strange divine chamber, but Liam had no intention of explaining everything himself.

His attention shifted toward the system.

"System, please create artifacts."

The familiar system interface appeared before him.

[Please input the desired outcome.]

[Artifact Name: Orb of Unknown]

[Artifact Physical Manifestation: Orb]

[Artifact Ability: An orb that allows the user to unleash four elemental abilities by gathering magical energy from the surrounding environment.]

Liam paused briefly before creating the second artifact.

[Please input the desired outcome.]

[Artifact Name: The Crown]

[Artifact Physical Manifestation: Crown]

[Artifact Ability: Enhances durability, speed, and attack power when worn. The crown can also release deadly chemicals against enemies, with no known cure.]

The two system prompts remained suspended within the air for several moments before disappearing. Liam looked toward the two artifacts that were beginning to take form within the divine chamber.

"That should be it."

Reality began to gather around the newly created objects.

The Orb of Unknown slowly constructed itself from the surrounding magical energy, its spherical body forming piece by piece until a complete orb hovered within the air. Beside it, the Crown materialized from nothingness, its structure gradually becoming more defined before both artifacts began descending toward their respective owners.

Calean stared at the artifact approaching him, while Trias looked toward the crown with an expression of confusion. Neither of them understood the true significance of what Liam had just given them, but the power contained within the artifacts was enough to make even the surrounding pantheons uneasy.

The three original pantheons exchanged confused glances as they watched the scene unfold. They clearly had questions about these two new beings and the strange artifacts that had been bestowed upon them, yet none dared to interrupt Liam while he remained in the chamber.

Liam simply watched.

He trusted the existing pantheons to guide the newcomers and ensure that their presence would not disrupt the balance of the world. There was no need for him to personally explain every detail when the beings he had entrusted with the world could handle the task themselves.

For a while, Liam remained floating above the roundtable, silently observing the five individuals within the divine chamber. His gaze moved between Calean, Trias, and the original pantheons before eventually drifting toward the world below.

He could already imagine what would happen once these individuals began interacting with the civilizations beneath them. New powers would emerge, new legends would be created, and the world would inevitably move toward another stage of development.

Liam continued watching for a while.

Eventually, he made up his mind. "I’m going to accelerate time."

The decision came naturally.

Liam had already observed countless generations pass, and there was little reason to remain focused on every individual development when he could simply allow centuries to pass in an instant. If he wanted to see his civilizations reach the level necessary to defend themselves, then waiting for every stage manually would only waste time.

He turned toward the system.

"System, which stage of the milestone would be the best time to stop?"

The system remained silent for a moment before providing its answer.

[The optimal stage would be the Medieval Era.]

Liam’s eyes narrowed slightly. "Medieval..."

The word immediately brought a particular image to his mind.

A period filled with kingdoms, fortresses, armies, weapons, political struggles, and constant conflicts over territory. It would be an era where civilizations had developed enough technology and organization to wage large-scale wars, yet remained primitive enough for supernatural abilities to have an enormous influence on the battlefield.

"The timeline filled with war."

Liam looked toward the planet below.

Yet unlike what many might assume, Liam did not view war as something that was inherently destructive to civilization. On a grand scale, conflict could become one of the strongest forces pushing societies toward technological advancement, political organization, and military innovation.

"But war isn’t always a bad thing on a grand scale."

His gaze remained fixed upon the civilizations beneath him.

"War will actually help us advance a lot."

He had already witnessed how conflict had accelerated the development of countless civilizations in the past. Weapons improved, strategies evolved, governments became more organized, resources were managed more efficiently, and individuals were forced to develop abilities that would otherwise have remained dormant.

Of course, war would also bring death. Liam understood that perfectly.

But he had already accepted that civilizations could not grow without experiencing hardship. If he wanted his creations to become strong enough to survive the threats waiting beyond their world, then allowing them to experience controlled periods of conflict could ultimately make them stronger.

"System, please accelerate time until the Medieval Era and put me into sleep."

The system responded immediately.

[Affirmative.]

Liam’s consciousness began withdrawing from the world.

The world continued moving forward.

And somewhere within the divine chamber, Calean and Trias stood among the pantheons, carrying the artifacts that Liam had entrusted to them.

Neither of them yet understood what role they would play in the future.

But the era of peace was already beginning to fade.

The Medieval Era was coming.

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