Astrael blinked, confused by a jumble of strange memories. Where am I? He looked around. The classroom was shiny and high-tech, with glowing screens and floating desks. His head throbbed as bits of another life crowded his mind. He wasn't only Astrael, the quiet student. He was someone else too, from a different world.
That realization sent a chill down his back. His last memory was a normal life on Earth. It was filled with routines and everyday struggles. Now, he was in a place run by Planet Lords. Here, people didn't just live; they created worlds with great power.
His classmates buzzed with energy. Today was the Awakening Ceremony. This was a big deal where students would summon their own civilizations to see if they could become Planet Lords. Everyone was excited, but Astrael sat quietly, his mind racing.
Transmigration? A second life? It sounded crazy, but the memories felt real. He wasn't the original Astrael anymore. He was tied to this new life.
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The teacher, Master Orwin, walked in and quieted the room. "Today is the start of your journey as Planet Lords," he said with a strong voice. "You will use the energy of the cosmos to bring your civilizations to life. Your skills will decide your fate."
Astrael clenched his fists. His old self was always the underdog, struggling in the tough environment of the academy. Now, he felt both burdened and hopeful with the weight of these new memories.
One by one, his classmates stepped up to the Awakening Cube, a glowing device that sparkled with light. They placed their hands on it, and the room erupted in colors as their worlds came alive—elf kingdoms, dragon realms, and spirits. It was impressive.
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When it was Astrael's turn, the whispers started. "Him? He'll probably summon something lame," a boy mocked. Others laughed, but Astrael didn't pay them any mind.
He placed his hand on the cube, feeling a wave of energy hit him. It was stronger than he expected. His thoughts echoed in the emptiness: Create.
He focused deeper. The void shifted, sparking an idea. It wasn't magical like the others. It was mechanical—gears, wires, and a network forming.
The cube lit up, but instead of bright colors like his classmates, it shone a dull silver. Gasps and laughs filled the air.
"Silver? Is that it?" someone jeered.
But Astrael wasn't listening. Inside his mind, something clicked—a system interface popped up, shining in gold.
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[Welcome, Astrael.]
[System Activation: Planetary Civilization Interface Online.]
[Specialization Detected: Technological Civilization.]
Astrael gasped. A system? His heart raced. He had read enough stories to know this was something special.
[Time Acceleration Feature Unlocked.]
[Resource Exchange Hub Unlocked.]
[Mission System Online.]
The options stretched out before him. While others had their natural gifts, he had tools to help grow his civilization.
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The teacher raised an eyebrow. "An unusual awakening," he said thoughtfully. "Tech-based civilizations are rare. Your potential is yet to be seen."
Astrael stepped back, hiding his excitement. They can laugh now. They have no idea what's coming.
He looked at a holographic map that only he could see. It showed his new civilization—a barren land with one busy spot. Humans, his chosen people, were building simple shelters and tools. They were basic, but smart. Their future looked bright.
[Mission Update: Establish Foundational Infrastructure.]
Astrael smirked. This wasn't just an awakening; it was the start of something big.
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After the ceremony, his classmates celebrated or sulked. Meanwhile, he stayed in the background, unnoticed. But deep down, he knew he had something they didn't.
His past life memories combined with his new system made him a wild card in a world full of magic. He didn't need their approval.
For now, he would keep his skills under wraps, waiting for the right moment. When the time came, he would show everyone that technology and hard work could outshine even the strongest magic.
This was just the beginning.