RighteousFilth

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.

I Can Copy And Evolve Talents

Northern stepped back outside, his gaze calm and calculating. Along with his steps were tender but vicious steps of more Bone Jaws.

But these ones were different. Their crimson skin rippled with muscles so defined, it appeared almost sculpted to perfection.

Their eyes burned with an even fiercer light, a predatory glow that promised unrelenting aggression. Their jaws, though bone-white, glistened with a reflective sheen, adding a sinister edge to their menacing appearance.

Unlike the earlier ones Northern had encountered in the tunnels—comparable in size to mundane wolves—these monsters were far more imposing, towering as large as bears and radiating a terrifying presence.

True Name: [Tides of the Crimson Flood]

Abilities: [Crimson Blockade], [Primal Formation]