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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 · Fantasía
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Ocular Abilities

Northern's eyes widened just as he flung them open. After answering Annette, he was slightly shocked.

But he also simultaneously understood what had happened with his eyes.

It was like something was keeping them inactive the whole time. And he had no idea that was what was happening until the situation forced him to react.

It just happened to be that he flipped to the other side when he heard about Rughsbourgh.

And that strong drive was what he needed to open his eyes. He just didn't have an idea because he was focusing on the wrong thing the entire time; waiting for the eyes to open on their own.

Meanwhile, they'd been there the whole time.

Annette studied him silently, her single vermilion eye burning with awe.

A small smile curled the corner of her lips and she commented, "Your eyes… are beautiful."

Northern was also shocked by her comment. His eyes are beautiful.