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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 · Fantaisie
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Koll 2.0 Unleashed

'There are still two chains left… that should hold, right?' Northern sincerely hoped.

But the whole room was beginning to tremble. Two chains hung loose at opposite corners. The remaining two trembled slightly along with the entire room.

Northern focused his attention on the being within the prism. His face was still bowed, and his hands were bound behind his back.

Northern inspected more thoroughly for a couple of minutes. His brows creased as he saw the being's hands move.

The figure slowly raised his head. His overflowing white hair did not reveal his face, but the curved horns on his forehead became visible.

He grinned viciously and began to tense his muscles.

Northern watched as cords of muscles squirmed across the figure's arms like living worms.

Finally, with a forceful pull, the man shattered the golden band, freeing his hands.

Northern felt his heart drop to his belly.