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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.

RighteousFilth · ファンタジー
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The Mouthless Helot

All of them trembled at the sight of the new entrant, including Koll.

The presence of the being sent fear crawling down their spines. A primal sense of fear invaded their bodies and rendered them immobile; they all froze.

Annette felt it too, the dark, ominous presence, but she knew very well who it was that had just stepped out of the rift.

She recognized that armor with Northern; Ellis had told her about it. Moreover, there was a familiarity in his presence, but the ominous vibe emanating from him made no sense to her.

Bottom line, she also couldn't dare to approach. She was even in a worse state than the others.

The four-eyed demon drifted his eyes around, then stopped at Annette.

He shook his head and said, his helmet folding down to his neck,

"Oh, shit, you look so pathetic."

Annette exhaled with immense relief the moment she realized her intuition had been right.

"Northern, it really is you?"