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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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The Boy Named Ellis

After being let out of their meeting room, Northern decided to take a look around, not because he was particularly interested in whatever they had managed to build, but because he needed to kill time somehow.

Or perhaps he was interested, after all.

From the open hallway that hosted the door to the meeting hall, Northern walked straight, tracing his steps through his memory of how they had reached here.

After the hallway, he took the stairs down and opened a door that revealed the view of the main hall before his eyes.

Murmurs and noises from different sources resumed.

The place was like a bustling marketplace.

Shelters were scattered here and there, and people were engaging in all sorts of business and conversations.

One particular vendor was selling items for soul cores.

Northern was tempted to meet him since he had some beast-rank soul cores with him, which could fetch him some very good items.