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I Can Copy And Evolve Talents

Here's the link to the discord server: https://discord.com/invite/XVNaUKEPmb The convolution of worlds are govern by a set of gods, each god is given a world to rule and there can be skirmishes between them – as a result of one between Nexus, the god of trickery and a senile old hag Elliot reincarnated into Ul’Tra-el by mistake. Ul’Tra-el is a world that grew a voice, because of this voice, it began to take a different path from other worlds -- it was filled with a core anomaly – rifts. Dimensions began to leak into each other, vomiting outrageous monsters. In response or as an auto-correction to such anomaly, talents were awakened in the inhabitants of Ul’Tra-el and they gained tremendous power, for every rift they close down, they were rewarded massively by the voice of the world called Ul. In a hardcore world like this one, our MC (Northern) reincarnated as a talentless individual but in the face of a death and a head splitting revelation... ...when all hopes seemed lost. {System Notice} Your Soul cannot take a form Searching for Unique pattern ability for your soul searching... search found. Unique System ability has been found... Unique System Ability [CopyCat] has been gained. Awakening Unique ability... Northern gained a talent copying system! ... Follow Northern through his journey as he becomes the pinnacle of this world. This a story about a white-haired boy’s rise from rubbles!!

RighteousFilth · Fantasy
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320 Chs

Something Is About To Change

Northern's expression crumpled as it was immediately overwhelmed by dread, fear crawled across his skins with cold tips, his body shook uncontrollably.

'W–w–w—what?...'

Thinking straight at this moment was impossible. His nemesis was here again.

Why? Why now? Why again?

Just when he thought he had finally grasped victory by its helm and was going to lead his way out of this hellish realm. It came again.

What in the world is this nonsense?

Who wanted him dead so badly that would go to any extent to see their dreams come to fruition.

Was it the gods? Was it Rughsbourgh? Damnit who should he haunt after he dies?!!

'Huh…'

At once Northern's face became grim, void of any fears or emotion for a second.

'...you just thought about death didn't you?' He internally said to himself.

He tilted his head with a dangerous glimmer in his blue eyes.