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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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The Strange Stranger

"This is crazy… I don't understand how he is even alive." Braham said with a puzzled frown straining his face.

After bringing Northern out of the rift, he began examining him under the persistent command of Annette.

He didn't know who this young man could have been to have the cold hearted drunkard change so much.

For the few minutes that Northern had been brought in, Annette had spoken more than she had in the past six months.

The identity of this person bothered not only him but almost every member of the cohort.

He was the sole survivor of the rift that was growing.

There was so many questions he needed to answer.

Questions like, how long had he been in the rift?

Who killed those monsters they saw in the castle?

And who is he? Is he even a student like them?

Letting out a sigh, Braham brushed away all the thoughts and decided to do what he was asked.