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I Can Copy And Evolve Talents

The convolution of worlds are governed 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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Hope In Desolation

In a hauntingly desolate landscape, the remnants of a once-proud civilization lay in ruins.

The castle, now but a crumbling shell of its former glory stood as a solemn testament to the passage of time and the devastating aftermath of a cataclysmic event.

Its walls, once sturdy and majestic now cracked and weathered bearing the scars of the disaster from time past.

Even though barely standing, towering turrets stretched into the embrace of the grey sky. Despite the castle's state, it's architecture evoked an amazing sense of grandeur.

Beneath the castle wall, was a cluster of settlement, equally given to the disaster, the terrain was fractured in several areas, some buildings were without roofs, many more were abandoned… perhaps because of the darkness that looms there.

Closer to the base of the castle wall, a people could be seen, going about their activities.