I Can Copy Curses
WPC APRIL WINNER 2024 Orion had worked hard his whole life, but success always eluded him. He couldn’t cross the threshold that required him to and got plunged into the abyss of despair because of it. However, life gave everyone a second chance. Orion also got one, and he put his soul and sweat on it, but he still failed to grasp that chance. As a result, he died. But when he thought it was all over for him, he found himself reincarnated in the world of fantasy, where every individual boasted super talents and devastating curses on themselves. He also had a talent, but he didn’t know what to make of it as his talent was “Copy Curse.” He could only copy other people’s curses. “Why? Why, god, why? Why do you have to reincarnate me and give me this shitty talent?” As if God had heard his plea, something appeared in his field of vision. [Congratulation to the host for awakening the system.] [Talent: Copy Curse — Host can copy other people’s curses.] [Curse: Null Body — Host’s body can’t feel mana because of this body.] “What the hell! My talent is already shit, but this freaking curse has to make things worse for me.” However, what Orion didn’t know was that, with the crazy combination of his talent and curse, he had the ability to become the strongest being in the three domains. Discord Link: https://discord.gg/kh8Xwe6WHV For character arts and many more things, join the novel discord group.
432. A War for a CROWN
Kane appeared before them in that moment, his sword resting on his shoulder as he looked at the Ten Seats and the Seven Demon Kings with impatience.
"What's with the offended looks?" he asked, noticing the serious expressions on the faces of the Ten Seats as they took in his arrival. "I'm human, you know." He laughed it off, but his attempt at levity didn't seem to have the desired effect. Their expressions remained unchanged.
"Humph, even though I don't like you, I'm pleased that you came," Morkel remarked with a slight smile.
Kane smiled back. "Heh, of course I'd come. How could I miss the chance to play with these demons, angels, and celestials?" His sword gleamed with a blood-red light as he spoke, as if the weapon itself were eager to taste the blood of the other races.
"I think we've stalled long enough. It's time we do what we're here for," Darwin said as his hands began to manifest a red divine bow. He was one of the Ten Seats—Seat of Artemis.