My Special Ability Is Perfect Replication Novels & Stories

Just because of jealousy, you’d risk the entire base? I couldn’t help but laugh. I walked straight up to Ruby and met her panicked eyes head-on. "Ruby, did you forget your own persona? You’re supposed to be the Spark of Dominion, a genius who doesn’t need calculations or thinking. Just one touch, and you can guide an awakening. "If it’s truly instinctive talent, then even if I could interfere mentally, how could I possibly disrupt your process? Unless..." I swept my gaze across the room. "Unless your Spark of Dominion is nothing but a lie."

"Alright, could you... explain everything? Like, how did your venom give me the ability to disappear?” Damien turned to face me, his expression serious. "Your new ability is called Veilshift. It allows you to temporarily blend into the fabric of space and time, making you vanish from sight and slip through realms. Triggered by intense emotions, it reacts to your mental state, binding with my venom in your blood. In moments of distress, Veilshift pulls you into a hidden dimension, leaving anyone trying to follow completely disoriented—no trace of you left behind. And," he added, his voice softer, "when you disappear, even I can’t trace you.”

“If I would have sent my fire to you, believe me, you would have felt it just like any other. You called upon that magic yourself, and by your reaction I’m assuming this is the first time that’s happened?” “Well, yes. I haven’t had my powers very long.” “Indeed. But only after I revealed my magic to you were you able to yield it. It’s called mimicry magic, if I’m on the right path. And if specialty magic is rare, this is the rarest. There are only a few recorded cases in all of our history.” Her eyes met mine as I stared at her with a furrowed brows. If what she was saying was true and I possessed this mimicry magic, it sounded pretty serious.

"What English was that? You had so many grammatical errors," asked Rosy, and suddenly Leo standing in front of everyone vanished like it never existed, leaving no traces. "Still not perfect," Leo said as he entered the room where everyone was present. "What was that? " Asked Rosy, to which Leo answered, "It's the new skill I learned while I was gaining power and level. I stumbled across a skill called Clone. It has various features, but to maximize its control and power, it has to level up. If not, the clone will not look proper, will act weird and sometimes speak weird, or there will be grammatical errors, as you just saw."

“30? Young. So I guess you’ve never had children either. Did he even share your bed?” I rolled my eyes. It was weird speaking to grandpa about this. The blood rushed to my face. “I can guess pretty much how that bastard used you,” his voice this time was full of anger. Having someone angry in my stead felt nice too. So many first times I got since I met grandpa. I wished he was there in my last life. He would have been awesome. “Your ability, which you will inherit when you will turn eighteen, revolves around healing. You can use your body to do that, especially if it’s an injury that would take someone to death in a few minutes. It’s a backlash. That’s why the Remington chose to be strategi

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.

I had suspected Japhet so many times, but those suspicions often disappeared because there was no root to them. "Japhet possesses a special wolf just like you. And also, he is the last surviving member of his clan. Depending on how much they've trained, their ability could be very troublesome," said Ruya. "What ability is this? Please, tell me," I begged. He took in a deep breath and exhaled, "An ability far too dangerous to be controlled by a single individual. The ability to alter minds." At hearing this, I froze and everything began to make sense to me now. If he could alter other people's minds then that explained why everything had been looking like a script to me.

I need to focus, a high-level demon isn't a joke. I traveled to the specials base. It was a large mansion that housed all the specials. There were a good couple hundred here. I was looking for 2 in particular, Neil and Lance. They had the fastest travel time and they fought very well. Lance also has the ability to amplify other shadows abilities. Neil's shadow can create copies of himself. We can use his copy to distract the demon. I found them both in the kitchen eating and chatting. They knew something was up when I made my way to them. They are good guys and I am sure they'll agree to go when I tell them what it's for.

he asked hesitantly. “Yes, their memories can be wiped clean and reprogrammed for a specific task,” I said. He nodded. “I am aware. The process is quite familiar. I am a product of such, I suppose. I will forever marvel at how the gods are so hungry to create imitations of themselves and watch them strive to be like them and destroy each other. Even the hunger for dominance was passed on to the offspring of Gala. It is mindboggling!” he grumbled. “Why do you always say offsprings of Gala instead of just humans?” I asked, searching his gaze.