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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 · แฟนตาซี
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Chaos [Part 2]

The essence of existence is woven so intricately that while every life has its own delicate order tying it to the essence of reality, there is also disorder.

It's a simple, fair equilibrium between positive and negative, good and evil, sanity and insanity, order and chaos, life and death.

This delicate balance is the fundamental makeup of every breath of life, such that as it is susceptible to exist, it is also—to cease to exist.

Chaos is what the other side of this balance is called; chaos is negativity, chaos is malevolence, chaos is insanity, chaos is death.

A conceptual understanding of this fact settled in Northern's mind the moment he began to follow each ligature.

The thousand waves of ligatures were like paths to a much greater chaos, so perplexing, yet Northern couldn't initially discern why he had such a definite grasp over every single one of them.