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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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Quiddities Of Void [Part 2]

Northern's steps echoed over the rocky ground as he ascended, his entourage of Void quiddities marching alongside him.

The harsh wind battered them, whistling like a ghostly anthem through the mountain slopes.

Yet, each of his summons seemed unaffected, their eyes fixed ahead, gleaming with dark promise.

They finally came to a stop after their master did. Northern fixed his gaze forward, his eyes glowing with a cold and powerful light.

He then turned around, looking at everyone in a breath before opening his mouth to speak.

"Just see this as me letting you guys loose. The one who kills the most of these guys gets to be number one."

Bairan's eyes twitched, and he silently looked forward with an indifferent expression.

Revant, on the other hand, had his face contort darkly, while the others went ablaze with an ominous passion gleaming in their vicious eyes.