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I Can Copy And Evolve Talents

Here's the link to the discord server: https://discord.com/invite/XVNaUKEPmb 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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Vestige Of The Chaos Prince

After an annoying climb, Northern leaned on the doorway of the last chamber, panting.

The last chamber was perched at the very point top of the cliff, it in fact looked like the first to have been sculpted out.

Intricate patterns adorned the exterior stone walls unlike the others, and there was a door—unlike the others.

However…

Northern frowned.

…the door was opened.

Slowly, Northern pushed the door wider and entered, saying:

"So, this is where you've been."

The stalwart Terror turned its head to look at Northern and with a dismissive gaze, turned back to its front.

Northern arched his brow and wanted to make an issue out of it bit hesitated.

There was something about Night Terror that made the air serious.

'...or is it because of this?' Northern thought as he stood next to the terror and raised his head to beheld the massive statue.