You, an ordinary human, transmigrated into this world along with a City-Destroying Calamity—Blood Moon.

Just when you thought you could rise to the top of the world by awakening a system, you received the following mission:

[Do not harm any living being for 10 years]

[Reward: Unknown God-Tier Reward]

...

Ten years later, during the Awakening Ceremony—

“Hahaha! This loser actually awakened an F-rank talent—Furniture Craftsman!”

“Looks like our academy's carpentry workshop finally has someone to carry on the legacy!”

[Ding! Congratulations, host. Mission complete. God-tier reward unlocked.]

[Ding! Host has obtained: Infinity Skill Points. You can instantly upgrade all skills to their MAX level.]

[Ding! Host has obtained: Infinite Plunder. You can plunder any unowned skill traits.]

[Ding! Host has obtained: Infinite Fusion. You can fuse all your existing skills and randomly generate new effects!]

...

Years later—

A lean, handsome figure sat atop the frozen skies.

Pointing your sword toward the heavens, you declared:

“The fate of mankind shall be decided today.”

And standing against you—was the very Sun, the celestial being humanity had worshipped for tens of thousands of years.

Faintly, a string of symbols floated upon its blazing surface:

HP: 999999999999999999