You have been born, to an environment where you'll only see blood and blood—those adventurers use those mana to put your ancestor's blood on their face. You have been birthed by your goblin mother, who will run like a headless chicken after giving birth to you, every other goblin you'll meet are stupid. All your goblin families will be practice dummies for the adventurers but you; you are different, you are a different species of goblin, you are smarter! You are now 9 years old, you right now are repeatedly being taunted by mindless goblins who do not know how to speak.