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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 Tower Sage

The Tower Sage gently marched into his receiving chamber, sort of like a lobby. The interior was marked with soft, exquisite chairs, with an aura of majesty that accentuated the aura of this man.

On the single and lead chair in the room was seated a young handsome man. His eyes were fierce and shaped like the gaze of an eagle, his hair was ashen white, and his face, although angular, was brimming with charm.

He raised his striking maroon eyes as the Tower Sage bowed before him, softly greeting.

"Your Highness."

"Guillever, take a seat. I have some pending matters to discuss with you." The prince gestured his hand towards the two-seat couch on his right-hand side.

As requested—even though it was his chambers—the Tower Sage, Guillever, moved towards the prince and sat exactly where he was asked to.

The prince wore a gentle smile upon his face as the two of them dined in silence for a couple of minutes.