Reborn with Infinity Skill Points, I Enslaved All Universes Chapter 1 -1-The Weakest Talent
"Did you hear the news? The Uncrowned Prince, His Highness, took another beating."
"Again? Was Roderick the one responsible?"
"Who else could it be! Word is that Roderick threw down another challenge during today's combat training. And just like every other time, His Highness did nothing but evade, refusing to land a single blow."
"Sigh... he possesses such striking looks and a gentle soul. Why does he never strike back?"
"It's hard to say. Perhaps the destruction of his homeland extinguished his fighting spirit. Truly, the tragedy of The Blood Moon Incident was beyond comprehension."
"Shh! Quiet down—he is arriving!"
At the Awakening Plaza, the gathering of students instinctively split to create a path. A tall, lean youth emerged into the light. Clad in the official attire of the Tin-Silver Kingdom's Royal Academy, several fresh marks marred his face, yet they failed to diminish his hauntingly beautiful features.
This youth was Daniel, the only person to survive the fall of the Crossbridge Kingdom. Now a ward of the Tin-Silver Kingdom, he was known to all as the Uncrowned Prince.
"Well, well, if it isn't our esteemed Prince Daniel. Still wearing those bruises, I see?"
"If the thought of combat is so repulsive to you, why show up for the Awakening Ceremony at all? Wouldn't it be easier to live out your days as a useless parasite?"
"Your Highness, have you completely forsaken your path of vengeance?"
Daniel maintained his composure, his expression remaining a mask of indifference. He seemed totally unaffected by the surrounding jeers and hushed insults. His footsteps led him directly toward the plaza's center, where the massive Awakening Stele loomed—a ten-meter obsidian monolith pulsing with a faint, mystical radiance.
The day of destiny had arrived. Each year, those reaching the age of eighteen would congregate for their Awakening Ceremony. Finally, it was Daniel’s turn to stand before the stone.
In this moment, his entire world narrowed down to the Awakening Stele.
Ten years. A grueling decade had passed.
A decade ago, the Blood Moon had appeared in the sky. Crimson light had poured down, consuming the entirety of the Crossbridge Kingdom. Back then, Crossbridge stood as the dominant human empire, protected by seven legendary demigod-ranked powerhouses.
Yet, even their divine strength was futile against that horrific pillar of red light.
Within a single night, the Crossbridge Kingdom was erased as though it were a mere dream. From the highest nobles to the lowest commoners, from grand palaces to the dirtiest slums—everything associated with Crossbridge was struck from the map.
When investigators from neighboring lands finally arrived at the ruins, they discovered only the youngest prince—Daniel—lying unconscious amidst the wreckage of the Du Heng Royal Palace.
As the closest ally of Crossbridge and the second-most powerful human empire, the Tin-Silver Kingdom gave refuge to the orphaned prince. He was raised within the walls of the Royal Academy, under the collective care of its professors.
But Daniel harbored a secret that no one could guess—
He was not a native of this world.
Daniel was a transmigrator from Earth.
Ten years prior, his soul had crossed into this realm at the exact moment the Blood Moon descended. Simultaneously, a mysterious interface had materialized before his eyes:
[Beginner Mission Activated: For a duration of ten years, you are prohibited from initiating an attack against any living creature.]
[Mission Reward: Divine Advancement]
To claim this Divine Advancement, Daniel had endured ten years of absolute silence and restraint!
This realm was far more perilous than Earth. Mythical races roamed the lands, and the human race lived under constant shadow. In a place like this, raw power dictated all.
Yet, Daniel’s mission forbade him from throwing a single punch—what were the consequences?
It meant he was branded a dead weight, a disgrace, and a coward—a target that anyone could torment without fear of retaliation.
Though he still enjoyed royal status and privileges in the Tin-Silver Kingdom due to his lineage, this only fueled the resentment of other noble students. To their eyes, Daniel was merely a stray dog from a dead house who had no business receiving royal treatment.
To make matters worse, Daniel possessed a brilliant mind for theory. His test scores were consistently the highest in the academy!
This academic dominance infuriated the nobles. Being surpassed by someone they viewed as trash was an intolerable insult. Consequently, they took their revenge during combat classes—the one place they knew Daniel would never fight back.
After all, the Uncrowned Prince had never once defended himself.
For ten long years, Daniel swallowed the mockery, the strikes, and the shame.
And now... the decade-long countdown had reached its end.
Every ounce of patience and every moment of waiting was about to be rewarded.
A spark of intense longing flickered in Daniel's gaze.
He reached out, pressing his palm against the frigid surface of the Awakening Stele.
Initially, the monolith remained dark. Then, after several heartbeats, a soft glow flickered. It was a dull, leaden gray—feeble and utterly unimpressive.
The onlookers immediately erupted into mockery.
"See? Just as I predicted!"
"A gray light—that signifies the bottom of the barrel, an F-grade talent!"
A professor walked over to decipher the glowing runes on the stone. His face became a mask of conflicted emotions—mostly letdown, with a small trace of hidden pity.
Clearing his throat, he announced the result to the crowd:
"His Highness Daniel has awakened the F-grade talent—[Furniture Craftsman]."
[Furniture Craftsman]
A momentary, stunned silence gripped the plaza—followed by a deafening roar of laughter.
"Hahahaha! A Furniture Craftsman? You can't be serious!"
"He truly is a waste! He couldn't even manage a combat-oriented talent!"
"This is perfect! Daniel can finally start his career as an apprentice in the Academy's carpentry shop!"
"Why not just become Roderick’s personal servant? Hahaha!"
Daniel stood motionless before the stone, his face stilled. However, deep within his pupils, a storm of emotion was brewing.
[Ding!]
[Beginner Mission 'Ten Years of Endurance' has been completed!]
[Processing Reward...]
[You have obtained: Divine Advancement!]
[Divine Advancement is now in effect...]
[Congratulations! Your Talent 'Furniture Craftsman (F-grade)' has been successfully evolved into 'The Infinite One (SSS-grade)']
[You have unlocked Talent Specializations: Infinite Skill Points, Infinite Plunder, Infinite Fusion, and the God-Rank Skill Compendium.]
"Daniel, your time is up, step down!"
"Look on the bright side, being a Furniture Craftsman isn't the worst fate!"
"Well... since your awakening is complete, please vacate the platform, Your Highness."
Daniel finally pulled himself away from the interface and turned. Ignoring the strange looks from the crowd, he walked away from the plaza.
Once back in his dormitory—
Bang!
He threw the door shut with a heavy slam.
Struggling to keep his breathing steady, he collapsed onto his sofa, his pulse racing.
During the awakening process, he had made a startling discovery—
He could perceive [stats]!
It was exactly like a video game—every individual now displayed visible levels and attribute values to his eyes.
He had even glimpsed the data of his teacher, Simar:
Level 53 Windrider!
While others only knew Professor Simar was a tier-5 Windrider, Daniel could see everything: the precise level, the specific attributes—all of it was laid bare.
So then, what did his own status look like...?