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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 Growth Of The Limitless Void

Northern's words settled into his mind like a storm.

Even after Northern had slept on the ground and he was on the bed, he was finding sleep so hard to fall into just because of those words that Northern had uttered.

Images of their humble beginnings played in his head. How Northern had stuck to him and helped him even when he had no reason to.

In as much as Northern portrayed himself to only be helping him because he needed his help in return, he wanted to believe that Northern helped him truly out of the goodness of his heart.

And from then, he had owed Northern heavily. He thought about how weird Northern was, the trouble they got in, and how he handled it.

He thought about the fight with the monster in the mansion; what he had seen that night made him understand for the first time that Northern's entire strength didn't rely on the fact that he had monsters he could summon.