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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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The Greed Of Power [Part 1]

Raven and Terence were taken into custody on the Emperor's orders, while the ship was allowed to sail away.

The princes tried to throw a tantrum over why their father allowed them to just walk away like that, but Gahalad paid them no reasonable attention.

Of course, the princes had always been plotting something. It wasn't that their father was unaware of it; he simply chose not to pay it any special attention.

Even when they sent knights outside the walls, which was strictly prohibited.

The Emperor stood in the throne hall, situated at the peak of the pyramid building.

He stood facing his throne, a magnificent golden chair intricately adorned with elaborate carvings and motifs.

The seat was covered in rich, deep red velvet, exuding an aura of royal authority, and mounted upon a series of steps.

Surrounding the throne, towering golden columns rose toward a vaulted ceiling, their surfaces glistening as they caught the light.