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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 Disaster That Was Wrought In Sloria [Part 1]

Jeci yawned a little bit, stretched and walked out of the tent.

Just as she did, Ellis jammed her, hurriedly stopping in front of her.

She frowned a little bit, observing his hasty demeanor before asking,

"Young boy, what is wrong?"

"North. North. He left away…"

The lady's frown got darker. She grabbed his black rough shirt and easily pulled him to herself, slightly lifting his legs off the ground.

"Huh? What did you say?"

"Northern, he left on his own to an enemy stronghold. To save a friend."

Jeci narrowed her eyes and released his shirt. He almost stumbled as his feet touched the ground.

She squeezed her fists together, relieving the tension on her joints with a wild grin marring her face.

"Take me to this enemy stronghold. I'm not gonna let him have all the fun."

Annette suddenly walked up to her, smiling.

"What a coincidence, I happen to be going there myself."