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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.

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Back At The Academy

The ship's flying speed reduced greatly—it had been decreasing since they began flying over the Isle of the Crimson Shadows.

But it slowed even more as they got closer to the academy walls.

Northern stood on the cabin, watching as the sailors skillfully moved around. Some people were already folding the mast of the ship as it pulled closer to the wall of the academy.

'I remember this…'

It had happened almost in the same fashion the first time he was on this ship, when he was just looking at things dumbfoundedly.

But now it was different. With the knowledge of the tower inside him, Northern could easily make out the reason why certain things were being done.

For example, he couldn't help but attribute the strange and sudden reduction of speed above the isle to the fact that the sailors were well aware of something beneath that they must not disturb or approach carelessly.