My Special Ability Is Perfect Replication Novels & Stories

"The Spucia is in my eyes but allows me to harness other abilities like transformation before the full moon." Valentino put his hand on his chin. "So her ability is in her head but it can spread to other parts of her body," he said when he understood what the older man was saying. "Exactly. So when she feels that she has enough information concerning her enemy, she will record their looks into her brain and turn into a copy of the person she battling against," Arthur said. "That's a copying ability. Comes in very useful with those who actually know how to use it."

The man in black spoke. "Ho, do you know what my ability is? " Teresa asked. "Anyone can guess it if they look closely. " The man in black respond. "What do you mean? " Rioka asked in confusion. "Her ability is to copy every ability that she sees. This kind of ability needs a vast pool of rhyuk, for every ability that it copies have a different rhyuk requirements. But for Teresa, this ability is her own. Because the strength of her rhyuk is enough to activate this ability. Also, she has a vast rhyuk reserve in case of emergency. " The man in black explained everything.

Mizuki stared at Ro, scanning her body from head to toe then closed her eyes. Ro gasped and covered her mouth in shock. "You're me," Ro whispered. Mizuki was gone and an exact replica of Ro was standing right in front of the perplexed omega. Her duplicate beamed and spoke up, "It's one of our abilities. I just mastered it." "That's really great but creepy to other people," Ro said with a slight smile. "I'm a Zenko. Inari doesn't allow us use our powers for evil. We use it to help other creatures especially humans."

his mother answered solemnly before moving on immediately, not wanting to drown in negative thoughts. “Anyways, where was I? Oh yes. Other than that, for light-seed hybrids, no matter if you were born as an Alpha and whatnot, there are chances you will not get to activate your Special Ability—” Chris stopped her, “Special Ability?” Anna Kiz thought for a moment before she clicked her tongue, remembering something important, “Ah yes. Special Ability. Speaking of which, you have not awakened your second special ability yet.” Chris looked at her dumbfounded, “Second? You mean to say I have two?! What’s my first one then??”

“Thanks.” “Well, I suppose that’s all I have to say. Now, I want to ask you something.” “What?” “I heard that you are able to scan equipment and recreate them out of thin air, like that rebreather. Is that your ability?” “No, it’s a function of the Dragoknight.” “Oh? This is new.” “You don’t seem very surprised.” “I am. I am so surprised that I can’t even react properly. I wonder why there wasn’t any information?”

She was basically the natural bane of any rapidly regenerating Beastman! “Mmm. What you experienced is an exclusive ability of Moon Wolves. It is called Bloodline Repression.” Galbraith had a rare stern expression on his face as he spoke. Usually, he would have been making a fuss about how he was a genius that was able to recognize something that even his brilliant wife had been helpless in identifying, but the gravity of the situation at hand did not allow him such a luxury.

Another—darker—where she stood above Velgrave, raining fire on the world below. “All of it can be yours,” the voice whispered. “You don’t need to be second best anymore.” Tears slipped down Mira’s cheek—but her smile widened. “I want it,” she said. “I want everything.” Then the glass sphere cracked open, spilling strands of liquid light into the air. It wrapped around her, entering her skin, her veins, her mind. Her duplication ability exploded outward, splitting copies of herself that hovered like shadows around her, all connected by a single, pulsing will.

Zoey stuck out her tongue playfully. "Technically, that's possible. But the probability is probably around 0.0000001%." She grew serious. "With current medical and biological technology, perfectly replicating a naturally Awakened individual is basically impossible. Humanity still can't even clone a human being perfectly." Cyrus spread his hands. "Well, there you go." Zoey shook her head. "Still, if you use certain radical methods, you can create… Well, very strange results."

If I remember correctly, Cass and Lowan called them dalaketnon. I can’t underestimate this threat; I needed to think two or three steps ahead. For some reason, it wanted to eliminate the cat behind me. I need some kind of diversion; I guess I have to use that skill. Everyone has a secondary skill: Lowan, apart from using his cards as weapons, can use each card’s special ability and not to mention his fortune telling; Noah has superhuman strength to be able to wield his enormous sword like a baseball bat; Cass can transform her whip to a rapier; and as for me, superhuman speed and ~wait for it~ cloning. Yeah, I can make a clone of myself; cool, huh? I can even control it, but there’s a catch,

He had learned a lot in the space of a few breaths. He knew, just like Anna and Peter that their father had a unique skill. This was the skill called Perpetual Rebirth. This skill allowed the user to be reborn in the body of another, no matter how madly mutilated they were before they died. The downside was that you couldn’t personally select what body you would inherit. So you could end up as an old man, or as a newborn. It was even possible to find yourself back in the womb! Luckily it was quite picky too. Perpetual rebirth only picked targets with great strength and impressive talent. So even if you ended up in the body of an old man, it will be an old man with a great amount of talent. T