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

Orion's eyes narrowed as he looked up, sensing something. He saw ten knives speeding toward him at incredible speed.

He swiftly used the wind to retreat, creating distance between himself and the knives.

"It's not that easy to get away from my knives," Michael smiled lightly.

At that moment, the knives that were falling suddenly changed direction and flew toward Orion, their speed skyrocketing.

Seeing this, Orion took off and flew in a random direction, the knives closely following behind him.

From the corner of his eye, he saw that Michael was also flying, staying just behind the knives, keeping a close distance.

'So, he needs to maintain a close distance to his knives to have this level of control,' Orion thought, suddenly swinging his sword and releasing a wave of wind, blowing the knives away.

360. Honored Demise