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I Can Copy And Evolve Talents

The convolution of worlds are governed 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.

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All The Strong People Are Here [Part 1]

Back in the heart of the inferno, Annette and Shade continued their deadly dance.

Shade was bleeding from a dozen small burns, his clothes singed and smoking.

But he refused to back down, his attacks growing more desperate with each passing moment.

Annette, for her part, seemed to grow stronger as the battle raged on.

The flames responded to her will, forming shields to block Shade's strikes and lashing out with deadly precision.

"Is this all you've got?" she taunted, her voice carrying over the roar of the fire. "I expected more from Afkon's personal guard."

"Shut up! I am not even strong enough to guard Afkon!"

Shade snarled in response, launching himself at her with reckless abandon.

His fist shot out towards Annette's face. For a moment, it seemed like the blow would connect.

But at the last second, Annette's hand came up, catching Shade's fist in a grip of iron.