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.

Northern's movements became a blur of steel and elemental fury. His blade seemed to be everywhere at once, cutting from angles that shouldn't exist, each strike powered by combinations of abilities that the clone had never encountered together.


The creature that had adapted to every individual technique found itself helpless against their seamless fusion.


An upward diagonal slash wreathed in freezing wind opened the clone from hip to shoulder. As it staggered, Northern's blade reversed direction, lightning and fire combining to create plasma that seared through the creature's neck. The clone tried to counter, but Northern's sword was already elsewhere, ice and earth creating a crushing blow that shattered its left arm.


The clone's regeneration couldn't keep pace. Each wound was inflicted with a different elemental combination that prevented proper healing, and the sheer speed of the assault meant new injuries appeared faster than old ones could close.


Chapter 1120 - Cosmic Battle [part 3]