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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.

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Raven Light Kageyama [part 2]

Raven gently rapped her knuckles against the wooden door before pushing it open.

Inside, she found Gilbert hunched over his table, arms folded, a dark cloud of worry etched onto his wizened features.

"Sage Gilbert, is everything alright?"

Terence's voice rang with sincere concern as she peered over Raven's shoulder from the hallway.

Gilbert's brow furrowed into a deep frown. "He's a difficult one," he grumbled, leaning back in his chair to regard the two ladies.

"What happened?" Terence pressed, stepping fully into the room with Raven.

Turning his gaze to Raven, Gilbert explained, "He refused to give us the information for free... and he thinks your idea to close down all the rifts instead of focusing on going home is a suicidal attempt."

Raven's expression remained indifferent, her crimson eyes unflinching. "I see," she said coldly after a beat of silence.

"Anyone would think that,"