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After dying a miserable death, the famous author assumed he was going to pass on and finally leave his responsibilities behind.

[You have reincarnated.]

James found himself reincarnated into the body of Jared, the son of the village's elder in a demon-infested wasteland.

The North, abandoned by a cowardly kingdom after a brutal war, crawled with monsters and desperate survivors. Jared left to save his father with a miracle cure, but James arrived too late—the Elder was dead, the village was starving, and the title of Elder fell on his unprepared shoulders.

Luckily, he had a cheat code to rely on.

[You have awakened your Infinite Item Shop System.]

[Current balance: 0 Sp. Buy everything, Sell anything.]

[You grow stronger the more gods choose to observe you.]

[The god of wealth is amazed at your talent.]

[The god of wealth has gifted you a divine blessing.] 

[The god of love wishes to observe you.]

Jared found a way to save the people of his village from dying from their own weakness and the horrors of the world.

[You have gained 50 Sp.]

[You have purchased a pistol.]

[13 Sp has been deducted.]

[You killed a Dire Wolf.]

[150 Sp has been added to your account.]

[The villagers' loyalty to you has risen.]

[You have earned 300 Sp.]

[You can now convert this world's money into Sp.]

With this system, Jared was more than ready to conquer the North, money, power and women.

Reincarnated as the Elder's son: My Infinite Shop Points System

James stood alone in the open forge, hammer in hand, sweat clinging to his shirt like a second skin. His eyes were locked on the warped blade in front of him.

He'd aimed for a simple one-handed longsword. Instead, he got a crooked piece of steel better suited for decoration—or humiliation.

The blade curved awkwardly near the tip. The edge was uneven. It hadn't even cooled properly before he realized it was useless.

He stared at it a second longer before sighing and tossing it into the scrap pile beside the anvil.

The forge wasn't much yet—just a roof, some stone walls, and equipment Jared had lent him to get started. His proper workshop was still being built near the armory, but Jared didn't want to waste time. Ten swords, Jared said. Standard, usable, clean.

James figured it would be simple. Turns out, nothing was simple here.

Pressure of a blacksmith