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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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The Fall Of Lotheliwan [Part 1]

Northern frowned at Annette immediately as she spoke.

But she grinned at his face and looked away.

The others were still finding it so hard to believe. They muttered among each other, giving Northern glances.

One of them, however, stepped forward to Northern's front and looked down on him.

Arlem boasted of a much larger and taller body than Northern; standing directly in front of the white-haired boy, he looked like an older person than he was.

Northern scowled and looked up to his face, wrinkling his nose a little bit.

"You have a strong monster!"

"I know," Northern responded silently, even though Arlem had shouted.

The guy had a lousy nature to himself.

"Hmph hmph, you are doing well." He tapped Northern's shoulder like he was some elderly folk and walked back.

Ryan glanced at Northern and that was it.

Before the others could start approaching him, Annette cleared her throat, grabbing their attention.