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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!!

RighteousFilth · Fantasy
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Northern vs Mr. Fluffy [Part 2]

Northern felt awful towards himself.

'I'm thinking about killing my companion… yet there's no emotion…' He touched his chest.

He didn't particularly feel attached to the beast all this while, however, it was really nice having it around.

That alone should have warranted some sympathy from him.

Northern shook his head.

'It's just a monster'

With a sudden burst of speed, the beast darted forward, its claws raking through the air as it aimed for Northern's midsection.

Northern responded with a deft sidestep, his blade deflecting the attack with a resounding clang.

Before the beast could recover, he struck back, his obsidian blade cutting the air with lethal precision.

The beast twisted and contorted, its body displaying an almost supernatural agility as it evaded Northern's strikes.

But Northern was relentless, his blade weaving a deadly dance of steel, each strike calculated and purposeful.