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Floating Island - Triple S Talent

Humans of Earth were transported to the Divine Sky Realm, a world brimming with fortune and danger. In this celestial domain, humanity now dwells upon floating islands, ascending as rulers. When else will you get the chance to be a king and vie for supremacy? The system bestowed powers upon chosen individuals, granting limitless luck. Lein, an ordinary office worker, received the SSS-rank talent - Infinity Duplicate. There was nothing in this world that he couldn't duplicate, not even god-tier materials. The path to becoming the strongest lay before him. Yet, Lein knew all too well that it required a process. Even the gods needed a process to create the universe. The Divine Sky Realm offered a fantastical life that Earth's humans had always dreamed of. Soaring through the skies, shattering mountains, rising to the pinnacle in all endeavors. But humans remain humans, wherever they are, driven by their innate nature: greedy and unaware of their limits. Humans believed they were the sole inhabitants of the universe, thinking only they received the system's fortune. But reality proved otherwise. Other races in the universe were granted the same blessings, without distinction. In fact, the human physique was considered low-tier. Races like the Wood Elves, Dwarves, Goblins, Dragons, and countless others possessed bodies that defied the heavens from the outset. Could humans survive in the Divine Sky Realm? We can only hope for the best. The humans found themselves in a realm where dreams and nightmares walked hand in hand, a place where every desire and fear took form. Floating islands became their new kingdoms, a testament to their newfound power and ambition. Lein, an unremarkable man back on Earth, now wielded the power of Infinity Duplicate, a gift that could make him invincible.

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Waiting for the S-level soul piece

"Ah, how pleasant..." Lein let out a long sigh, allowing himself to sink into the rare comfort he seldom experienced. This time, there was no need for active movement.

He could just sit back in his chair, letting the fresh breeze caress his face, and feel the soothing chill washing over him. Beside him, a selection of fresh fruits sat on the table, their vibrant colors tempting him. He grabbed one and bit into it slowly, savoring the sweetness spreading across his tongue.

Lein leaned back, straightening his spine, and enjoyed the view from the open terrace. Meanwhile, a faint glimmer sparkled in his eyes—a sign that his consciousness was connected to the clones scattered across the world.

He didn't just see what they saw; he could feel every surge of adrenaline, every swing of the sword, and the heat or cold they encountered.