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Akira Takashima - The Hidden Titan of the White Room

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Akira Takashima, one of the last products of the White Room, was forged in extreme conditions that made him more resilient and calculating than most. After the program's revamp, Akira finds himself at the Tokyo Metropolitan Advanced Nurturing School, infiltrated into Class D, where his only goal is to destroy the school's hierarchy. His true motivation, however, is not justice, but the personal satisfaction of proving that he is more than a mere shadow of the myth Kiyotaka Ayanokouji, whose freedom and success he hates but cannot ignore. With sharp strategic intelligence and exceptional manipulation skills, Akira plots from the shadows, manipulating and observing everyone around him. His resentment against Kiyotaka, the result of a more painful past, drives him to play a silent game of intrigue and power, where only one thing is certain: he will do anything to achieve the supremacy he has always believed is rightfully his. Please Note: I do not own anything in this fanfic, except for the main character. The copyrights belong to their respective creators. https://patreon.com/CaidenDaoist
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I Can Copy And Evolve Talents

Across the vast convolution of worlds, divine beings rule as absolute sovereigns—each god assigned dominion over a singular realm. Skirmishes are inevitable, whether for power, amusement, or sheer pettiness. One such battle, between Nexus, the God of Trickery, and an aging, senile deity, resulted in an anomaly… A soul misplaced. Elliot, an ordinary man, was never meant for Ul’Tra-el. But fate, or perhaps a cosmic prank, had other plans. Unlike other worlds, Ul’Tra-el is an aberration—one that developed a voice. A voice that diverged from the natural order. A voice that changed everything. Its foundation cracked, leaking dimensions into one another. Rifts tore open like festering wounds, vomiting forth unspeakable horrors—monsters not meant to exist. But the world did not sit idly by. In response—perhaps an act of self-preservation—the world gifted its inhabitants power. Talents awakened, granting people extraordinary abilities. And for every rift sealed, the Voice of Ul rewarded them generously. Survival was simple: fight, grow stronger, and close the rifts… or die trying. In this ruthless, blood-soaked reality, Northern—a white-haired boy burdened by his past life—was reincarnated. But unlike the chosen heroes, he awakened as a talentless nobody. No power. No strength. No future. And when death loomed over him—when despair clawed at his soul and the cold grip of the failure threatened to take him— A Voice responded: [System Notice] [Your Soul cannot take a form.] [Searching for a Unique Pattern Ability…] [Searching…] [Search Found.] [A Unique System Ability has been detected.] [You Can Copy And Evolve Talents] ... 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.
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