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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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The Deciding Night [Part 3]: Meeting An Old Friend [Part 2]

Northern felt the cold, slimy tendrils coil around his legs, dragging him deeper into the dark abyss of the river.

He struggled to break free, but the grip was strong, pulling him with relentless force.

He opened up his hand and materialized the dark stiletto, knowing that in these murky waters, speed and precision would be his allies.

The pressure of the water increased as he was pulled further down, his ears popping painfully.

Definitely, he had no trouble breathing, but the darkness was oppressive, and his visibility was limited.

As he activated his Chaos Eyes, the world around him subtly shifted to reveal the true nature of his surroundings.

The murky water became clearer, the tendrils pulling him down more visible.

Northern slashed at the tendrils with his dark stiletto, the blade slicing through the thick, rubbery appendages.

The creature responded with a violent jerk, pulling him closer to its massive body.