Chapter 2

The group of silent goblins babies quickly joined the others in crying, but it wasn’t for the same reasons as the other baby’s no, they cried because they now understood they were no longer apart of their planet and now they had to live as an ugly weak monster that they all knew and hated: the goblin.

The group of babies’ the silent ones included were gathered up by the dirty crude goblins and separated into various groups by the elder goblin. All held by one goblin who claimed the baby goblins as their own they lined up and waited their turn, for the judgement of the elder.

“Weak, stupid, ugly, untalented, put in slave group” The elder sized the baby that was presented to it respect by a skinny hairy goblin. The ruthless decree of the elder despite the flattering the hairy goblin threw at the elder. “No, elder please look again”. The goblin pleaded with the elder goblin, but all its pleading got was a hard hit to the head and a shove out of the way by those behind it. “Damn useless slave” the goblin who was beaten for holding up the line held the baby which was given back to him before slamming it into the floor and stepping on his breaking all its bones in its body. The ruthless actions of the hairy goblin didn’t achieve anything except a disappointed and scornful glare from the surrounding goblins.

The baby’s lined up started didn’t mind the gruesome display that could happen to them except 15 individuals who started to squirm and cry louder, all this warranted was a vicious slap from the goblins holding the baby’s.

The previous struggling baby’s quieted down after a few slaps now understanding that they are helpless against what is about to happen. Suddenly a screech of happiness sounded out as a goblin held his baby up with happiness at it danced around swinging the baby with it.

The baby was apparently blessed by the gods with wisdom and unapparelled talent, despite it being somewhat ugly it would make a fine warrior as you can tell from its stout body and strong limbs despite being just born. “Put him with the soldiers to train and become strong” the older decreed as the surrounding warriors moved to take the baby under the protest of the once happy monster who knew it struck it big. Despite its strong protest it was ignored, and the baby was taken from its arms with a yank and a push to the ground.

Person after person was assigned to one of four groups: The slave/food group, normal, mage, warrior groups. The goblins out in the slave/food group didn’t crush their babies like the first goblin, only because the warrior goblins wanted more slaves, so they can laze around all day. At the end of the day everyone was put into one of the four groups, the 15 humans who were reborn as goblins were separated among the warrior and mage group all of them except one. One goblin that was average in everything was put among the normal group with most of the goblins, much to the disappointment of its owner.

The one put in the normal group was the old goblin who still had information implanted within its brain, but once the elder made its decree and he was left alone with all the other normal babies his eyes which were clouded and could be mistaken for idiocy gleamed and shined with intelligence as the baby’s lips curled in madness as he recalled the words which filled his vision, his ability or rather his title.

The DEVOURER, the bringer of darkness and destruction