Across the vast convolution of worlds—the intricate weave of countless universes—there exist gods, each entrusted with a single universe to rule. In such an arrangement, skirmishes are inevitable—whether born of ambition, selfishness, amusement, or sheer pettiness.

Elliot’s unfortunate soul was caught in one such clash, a collision of divine wills that tore him from his life and thrust him into reincarnation… in a foreign land. A lost world. A world with no god to oversee it—for reasons best left unspoken.

Ul’Tra-el.

Unlike other realms, Ul’Tra-el had birthed its own will. A disturbance in its reality had once ripped open rifts in its space, and in response, the world forged a voice to protect itself. That voice, in turn, bestowed its denizens with strange powers known as Talents.

It was into this dangerous, self-willed world that Elliot was reborn—reborn as Northern. A man who should never have set foot here.

Worse still, Northern was born without a single Talent. Yet, through what might be called a golden finger—a gift from the god Nexus—he received something else: a peculiar system that allowed him to copy the abilities of others… and even evolve them.

But in a place like Ul’Tra-el, would such a gift prove to be a blessing… or a cursed shackle?

In a world deemed an aberration, Northern vows to rise above all—until he stands as the solitary peak that all others must look up to.
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[Author’s Note]
The main character may come across as irritating in the early chapters—but this is deliberate. His flaws are part of the journey, and his growth is worth the wait. So, embrace the mishaps, endure the rough edges, and let Northern grow on you despite his imperfections.

Revant suspected—in fact, very much knew—that he was. While he wanted to believe that Koll was a Tyrant of Nullification, Koll was simply too weak to be one. 


Moreover, Revant had once met the Tyrant of Nullification, and Koll wasn't him. This led him to conclude that Koll was a Tyrant of Reflection—a conclusion solidified when he saw Koll wield his own tyranny as if it were his own. 


There had to be a trick to it. Besides Koll being a Tyrant of Reflection, something else was slipping through his fingers. Reflection, after all, was a razor's edge between Origination and Tyranny. Could Koll be both a Tyrant and an Origin?


Revant growled at such a wild idea. It was simply impossible.


He had little time to react before Koll caught him in a vise.


The moment Koll moved, the world fractured along invisible lines.


Chapter 1079 - Revant vs Koll [part 3]