The Absolute Godspeed of Infinite Worlds

No matter what, under the care of his master and senior sister, he successfully made it through that childhood and was finally able to live like a normal person.

Not only that, he was also fortunate enough to awaken the ability of . Although his Magic Power was only at the lowest F-Rank, he still had the potential to become a powerful Blazer.

Luck and misfortune, like two extremes, had defined the first half of Eiji's life.

Sometimes, he found it really strange. He remembered that the character template he created should have only 1 point in luck, which theoretically meant he might be plagued by misfortune for his entire life.

Yet, for some reason, he seemed to be favored by the goddess of luck. Whether it was miraculously surviving his childhood or awakening his Blazer ability, by any measure, he was far luckier than the average person. Most people wouldn't even awaken a Blazer ability, and if they were as frail as he was, they wouldn't have survived to adulthood.

This extreme mix of misfortune and luck sometimes made Eiji wonder if he had truly taken on that character template.

No, he must have.

The evidence was another option in the template—talent. It could barely be called talent, though it might be closer to a career plan in an online game.

Unlike the attribute points, where each category required at least 1 point to sustain life, all the talent points in the talent section could be freely allocated.

Because of the shady design of the system, which looked like it was made by a clueless designer, the entire interface was incredibly simplistic. After staring at it for over ten minutes, he could barely understand about a tenth of it.

In a fit of frustration, he dumped all his talent points into the first icon he could somewhat understand—the sword icon.

He had a total of 254 talent points, which was all he got. He wasn't sure if this number was meant to mock someone, but he was certain it wasn't him.

A mind like still water, body control, insight, intuition, learning ability, and deductive reasoning... Perhaps because he had allocated all his points to the sword icon, after being reborn, all the qualities necessary to become a peak swordsman appeared in him.

For example, during his fight with Kurono Shinguuji, he had calmed his nerves with just one deep breath. His defensive stance made the former world number three feel like he was surrounded by a hedgehog, making it impossible to find an opening. His powerful intuition allowed him to perfectly time the use of Lightning Flash.

His astonishing body control even allowed him to reduce his heart and lung functions through breathing, minimizing unnecessary energy loss and prolonging his stamina.

Impressive?

Very.

But it came at the cost of sacrificing all other talents.

He speculated that the reason he had exactly 254 talent points was that it represented the total numerical value of all his potential talents, which he could then freely allocate.

Therefore, if the culprit behind his reincarnation wasn't that simplistic game, he wouldn't believe it himself.

However, this so-called talent was more akin to a career plan in an online game, confining him to the path of a swordsman. The downside was that he couldn't venture into other fields, but it didn't really affect his daily life.

For example, he didn't lose the ability to walk because he hadn't allocated points to the "Foot" icon, nor did he become mute because he hadn't allocated points to the "Mouth" icon.

Overall, this was actually a good thing. After all, he had originally been average in talent, and by allocating his points so extremely, he had made himself exceptional in one area.

As for why he could wield a katana so skillfully despite allocating points to the "Sword" icon, it might just be because in Japan, swords and katanas were considered the same... Or perhaps, he could control the concept of "sword" itself?

Oh, and there's another strange coincidence.

Eiji was actually his name from his previous life. But after reincarnating, for some reason, when his master found him, he still named him Eiji.

There were too many unexplainable things about this, and since there was no way to find answers, he had long stopped worrying about it. After all, he couldn't return to the past, so he might as well try to enjoy his current life.

Although the first half of his life had been full of hardships, the second half was just beginning.

***

The next morning.

"Junior brother, come in."

At the entrance of Room 505 in the seventh student dormitory, Touka Toudou carried a suitcase into the room and gestured for Eiji to follow.

After breakfast in the cafeteria, she had brought Eiji to the dormitory area.

Eiji walked into the dormitory with a complex expression, immediately greeted by a faint, pleasant fragrance.

Hagun Academy covered nearly 50 hectares, but in reality, including all students and teachers across three grades, there were fewer than a thousand people. This meant each student had a lot of personal space and freedom.

The dormitory was naturally very spacious. Past the entrance was a small kitchen, followed by a large living room with a sofa and TV in the center. In the corner of the room was a bunk bed, and at the far end were the bathroom and shower.

The entire space was over 70 square meters, with highly efficient use of space.

Perhaps because it had previously been a girls' dormitory, the room carried the faint scent of several different girls.

"This was originally my dormitory with another roommate. After I explained the situation to the Director, she readily agreed."

His senior sister opened Eiji's suitcase and began unpacking his clothes, hanging them in the closet.

To be honest, she was very worried about Eiji's physical condition. Since he had always been frail, she couldn't let him recklessly ruin his health. That's why she had requested to change dormitories with the Director.

Perhaps impressed by Eiji's performance, Kurono Shinguuji had generously agreed this time.

Thus, Eiji moved into her dormitory.

"What about your original roommate?"

"Kanata is very understanding. After I explained the situation, she agreed and moved to another dormitory."

Kanata, huh?

Eiji vaguely remembered that in the original story, there was someone named Kanata in the Hagun Academy student council, who was supposedly his senior sister's close friend. Beyond that, he couldn't recall anything else.

"Junior brother, why do you have so little luggage?"

Touka shook the suitcase a few times, but aside from a few pieces of clothing, almost nothing else came out, leaving her with a head full of questions.

"Oh, I was kicked out by the master. I didn't have time to pack much, and he didn't even give me a single yen."

Eiji smiled, though the curve of his lips didn't carry any real joy.

"Ahaha, the master has always been a bit of a free spirit. You'll have to bear with him."

His senior sister forced a dry laugh and didn't say more.

As disciples of the God of War, they both knew what kind of person that old man was. To put it nicely, he was free-spirited; to put it bluntly, he was a bit of a madman.

"Wait, how did you get on a plane without any money?"

His senior sister suddenly noticed the inconsistency and looked at Eiji in surprise.

"Ah? Uh... a kind stranger helped me out."

Eiji paused for a moment, then replied with certainty.

"Really?"

His senior sister eyed him suspiciously.

"Of course... Anyway, senior sister, do you have any money on you?"

Eiji brushed past the topic and tried to change the subject.

"Well, I have a bit of pocket money. The school gives out stipends regularly, and aside from sending some to the orphanage, I've saved up quite a bit."

His senior sister turned around, took a pink handbag from the closet, and pulled out a stack of bills, which she handed to Eiji.

"Here."

"This much?"

Eiji took the money and counted it. There was at least 100,000 yen.

"I'll consider it a loan."

"It's fine. I don't really buy much anyway, so you can use it. No need to pay me back."

His senior sister waved her hand, smiling gently.

'Ah~ this person is like a mother... no, a sugar mommy! Please support me!'

Eiji was deeply moved.

Touka didn't know that Eiji, with zero talent for making money, basically only spent whatever money he got. When he was bedridden, he had tried to return to his old profession of writing novels, but he failed so spectacularly that even his own mother wouldn't recognize him. As a result, he had been extremely short on money in this life.

Oh, he didn't have a mother. Never mind, then.

***

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