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I Can Copy And Evolve Talents

The convolution of worlds are governed 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.

RighteousFilth · 奇幻
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Recklessness [Part 1]

Northern's declaration hung in the air for a heartbeat before he exploded into motion.

The twin-bladed staff Grengar whirled in his hands, its black-purple sparks leaving trails of light in the air as he charged towards Koll.

The room seemed to blur around them as Northern's enhanced speed kicked in, his form becoming a streak of darkness.

Koll's eyes widened, his emotionless mask cracking for an instant as he raised his spears to defend.

The clash of weapons rang out like thunder, reverberating through the white room.

Northern pressed his advantage, each strike of Grengar coming faster than the last, forcing Koll to give ground.

"Impressive," Koll grunted, his froggy voice strained as he parried blow after blow. "But your speed alone won't be enough!"

As if to prove his point, Koll's form suddenly split into three identical images.