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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!!

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Sage Helena

"Is... could that be its true form?" Raven asked, a slight trepidation edging her tone.

"Crap, I don't know... if it is, then shouldn't your boyfriend be finished with whatever he's doing over there?"

Raven frowned slightly at Helena, but now was not the time. She fixed her gaze on the abomination before them.

Terence stood behind them, a pensive glare on the malevolent creature that loomed before them.

They still had the human minions to deal with, but this one posed a far greater threat than anything they had ever faced.

Helena felt a bead of sweat trickle down her spine, but she refused to allow fear to take root.

Digging her boots into the soil, she held the black rod horizontally before her, the tip aimed squarely at the beast's chest.

"Keep the rest away from me," she said lowly. "I'll handle this."

Raven gave a curt nod, spinning away to engage the horde once more with a whirlwind of steel.