ShinGotLost

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Orion had worked hard his whole life, but success always eluded him.

He couldn’t cross the threshold that required him to and got plunged into the abyss of despair because of it. However, life gave everyone a second chance. Orion also got one, and he put his soul and sweat on it, but he still failed to grasp that chance.

As a result, he died.

But when he thought it was all over for him, he found himself reincarnated in the world of fantasy, where every individual boasted super talents and devastating curses on themselves.

He also had a talent, but he didn’t know what to make of it as his talent was “Copy Curse.”

He could only copy other people’s curses.

“Why? Why, god, why? Why do you have to reincarnate me and give me this shitty talent?”

As if God had heard his plea, something appeared in his field of vision.

[Congratulation to the host for awakening the system.]

[Talent: Copy Curse — Host can copy other people’s curses.]

[Curse: Null Body — Host’s body can’t feel mana because of this body.]

“What the hell! My talent is already shit, but this freaking curse has to make things worse for me.”

However, what Orion didn’t know was that, with the crazy combination of his talent and curse, he had the ability to become the strongest being in the three domains.

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I Can Copy Curses

Reilly, using his sword as leverage, stabilized himself and took a few quick steps back. His retreat was short-lived, however, as he suddenly pushed forward with all his might. The ground beneath him cracked under the immense force, but in an instant, those cracks were filled with gold, solidifying the floor and propelling him forward even faster.

Reilly closed the distance between them in a heartbeat, his golden sword gleaming as he swung it toward Orion. But Orion was ready. He raised his own sword to meet the attack, the sound of clashing metal echoing through the hall.

However, something unexpected occurred at the moment of impact. As the swords collided, Reilly's blade seemed to shimmer unnaturally, and within seconds, both swords began to melt. The metal lost its shape, turning into a viscous, golden liquid that clung to Orion's sword.

300. A Conclusion To The Selection