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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.

RighteousFilth · ファンタジー
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Chaos Flames

The moment Northern called out, fires spread out like air, slowly at first but in the next second, their pace picked up, surging forth like a tsunami of darkness, plunging through every crevice and engulfing all in their path.

These weren't ordinary flames. They writhed and twisted like living shadows, devouring everything they touched with an insatiable hunger.

The black flames spread over the already scorching landscape, turning red-hot lava into obsidian wherever they touched.

Monsters caught in the dark inferno shrieked in terror and agony.

Their cries echoed across the volcanic plain, only to be swallowed by the sinister crackling of the flames.

No matter how they thrashed or fled, the black fire clung to them, refusing to extinguish until nothing remained but ash.

The air grew thick with heat, different from the volcanic warmth.

It was a cold, empty heat that seemed to suck the very life from the atmosphere.