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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 Kidnapping [Part 2]

Northern sat cross-legged on the enormous throne. There was no vivid way to tell what exactly was going on.

Being in the Limitless Void worked like he was pretending to be asleep; he could feel and tell what was going on around his body, but not vividly.

'I wish I could see what's going on with some kind of outside body oversight…'

That would have made his predicament a much more solvable one, but Northern couldn't, so all he could do right now was just sit around and wait.

He sat there, arms folded and eyes closed, waiting for the moment the motion would stop at the very least.

Suddenly, a sharp sensation jolted him from his reverie.

Northern's eyes flew open—not in the Limitless Void, but in the tangible world—as a dark silhouette burst through the window, spinning with deadly grace and scattering the White Walkers like leaves in a storm.