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I Can Copy And Evolve Talents

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!! Note: This is an overpower genre but MC does not just start off like that. Even though MC can copy talents he doesn't just jump around copying talents because there's a limitation. However, his rise to strength is depicted and is an experience to enjoy. The first few hundreds would be frustrating to follow because MC is weak but that makes the experience all the more interesting when MC finally gets freaking strong and starts wiping the floor with everyones asses.

RighteousFilth · Fantasie
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The Armored Serpent

Northern's breath caught in his throat, the air around him thick with tension.

This terrifying horror, shifted ever so slightly, its overlapping glossy plates clinking like the sound of a distant thunderstorm.

The swamp beneath it bubbled and hissed, as some liquid seeped into the murky waters.

Northern's azure eyes darted across the monstrosity, taking in every detail.

The creature's numerous legs, each tipped with a razor-sharp point, moved in a slow, rhythmic pattern, causing the ground to tremble subtly.

Each step seemed to carry the weight of doom, pressing down on the marshland with a palpable sense of dread.

Its antennae, long and sinuous, twitched incessantly, as if tasting the very air, searching for any sign of threat or prey.

A soft, eerie glow emanated from the creature's eyes—multifaceted orbs that gleamed with an otherworldly light.