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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 · Fantasie
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I Can Evolve Everything

In a couple of minutes after the horn sounded, lines of monstrosities marched into the yard, coming from different directions.

The castle yard directly faced the road leading away from the kingdom. Although it was not the same direction where Northern and the Nightterror had come from and fought the last battle.

Before Northern knew it, the yard was filled with dark-furred monsters, his own squad of a hundred lost amidst the throng.

Northern bit his fingers as he waited on the sideline, several other generals like him, Hellions almost as intimidating as the Nightterror, beginning to appear.

For some reason, they stood apart from him. But he didn't care right now.

'Dammit, Northern! What is wrong with you? Remember, we're supposed to be survivalists, remember!'

He intentionally bit down hard on his finger, using the pain to jolt himself back to reality.