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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!! 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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Getting Into It

Northern's eyes flew open, his body chilled by the cruel morning cold.

Remarkably, he had managed to sleep through the night in the lake, remaining in a single position without shifting.

The Northern from before entering the rift was not that kind of sleeper.

He thrashed and crashed his surroundings while snoring as loudly as he could.

But in that hellish realm, the prison of Red Mine allowed him little to no time to sleep.

Even when he did sleep, he had to remain alert for his death angel's arrival.

It was like those damned monsters didn't expect them to rest!

Even after leaving the shackles of the prison mine and gaining a room of his own, he couldn't sleep wholeheartedly.

He practically slept with one eye open, and there came a time when he had no memory of sleeping at all.

Then in the cave, he had to sleep with a monster that had almost killed him before.