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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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Reign Of Disaster [Part 2]

Annette's eyes widened as she processed Helena's words, her mind racing with the implications.

"An avalanche of monsters?" she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sounds of battle raging nearby. "How is that possible?"

Helena's grip tightened on her black staff, her knuckles turning white.

"I don't know what exactly is going on, but the Saintess said this isn't just a simple rift – it's a collapse of the very fabric that separates our reality from something else."

As if to punctuate her words, a deafening roar echoed from beyond the widening crack in the sky.

The sound sent shivers down the spines of all who heard it, a primal fear taking root in their hearts.

Annette's hand instinctively folded into a tight fist. "We need to warn the others. If what you're saying is true, we're about to face a threat far greater than our current squabbles."