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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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The Taste Of Freedom, Is The Liberation Of Fears

Northern's grin widened as he faced Krullgath, the icy air between them charged with the tension of what was to come.

It was like the monster could tell that things were about to take an intense and different turn.

The Chaos Eyes burned with an unworldly light, the glow mirrored in the predatory glint of Northern's gaze.

Northern right now was savoring the thought of how interesting this experience was going to be, and that alone was leaving a distorted grin on his face.

One that seemed to increasingly piss off the Commander.

Krullgath tightened his grip on his bone ax. The White Walker's eyes narrowed, calculating and wary.

He took a cautious step forward, the heavy bone ax held aloft, poised for another devastating strike.

But suddenly, Northern was gone.

He surged forward in a zigzag trail, leaving confusing patterns of movement, yet fluid and swift with it.