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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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Uzred: Son of Sura

Northern and Raven were brought to the plaza, nestled at the center of the settlement. It was a vast open space dominated by the ice palace.

This architectural wonder, with its soaring spires and glittering turrets, stood as the seat of leadership and a beacon of communal life.

The plaza buzzed with activity: trades and other miscellaneous things happening here and there. Stalls crafted from ice blocks lined the edges, offering goods and provisions vital for survival.

Every White Walker around threw glances at the two strangers walking between the guards.

They entered the palace and reached the center room where a large throne nestled, then lowered their knees and heads.

When they saw that Raven and Northern weren't doing the same, they immediately forced them down.

The seat was so large and tall that nothing could be seen on it. Northern wasn't even sure if someone was there.