HAREM STEALER: REBORN WITH THE GOD-TIER SHARING SYSTEMC72 72: Elizabeth's awakening
After settling Ester's heart, Noah leaned back into his chair, utterly calm. Ester had returned to his shadow, her mind finally soothed, even a little excited to meet the being now sharing her home inside the shadow.
Meanwhile, Yuki and Elizabeth kept shooting heated glances at Noah's shadow, jealousy burning silently in their hearts.
If only I could be his shadow… if only I could be with him every second…
The same thought echoed inside both their minds.
Noah noticed their longing but, as usual, chose not to comment.
Across the table, Eric muttered under his breath, glaring at him.
"Damn player…"
…
Noah broke the silence with a bright, casual smile that only made Elden tremble harder.
"So, Grand Master Elden… How about a little chat?"
But Elden, forced to sit chained across from this monstrous boy, knew better. Behind that youthful face, behind that smile, was something terrifying—an existence heavier than anything he'd ever encountered.
And Elden was wrong if he thought he'd even seen half of Noah's true power.
Noah's very existence wasn't just strong—it was wrong. Obscene for a supposed A-rank being. His soul, his presence, distorted the very concept of what a mortal should be.
And now, he was smiling at him like a cat playing with a wounded mouse.
"What do you want?" Elden asked, trying—desperately—to keep his voice strong.
Noah chuckled lightly, a sound sharp and cutting.
"Let's be efficient, shall we? I might have time, but I don't enjoy wasting it."
His silver eyes sharpened. "I'll ask questions. You'll have five seconds to answer. If you don't… well, you'll get intimately familiar with soul pain."
Noah's voice was smooth, almost pleasant, as if discussing afternoon tea.
"And believe me," he added softly, "there's no pain worse than soul pain."
Before Elden could react, Noah continued.
"First question: who ordered you to kill us?"
Noah already knew the answer. He just wanted to hear it said aloud.
Elden stared at him, lips tightening. Pride and stubbornness wrestled inside him.
He didn't answer.
Five seconds passed.
Noah didn't even blink. He simply reached out, placed a hand against Elden's chest, and whispered:
"Cut."
A scream tore out of Elden's throat, raw and deep and filled with agony.
"ARGHHHH—!"
The sound echoed around them, cutting through the air like a blade.
Then, just as suddenly, the pain stopped.
Elden gasped, his body trembling, sweat pouring down his forehead.
The pain lasted for 5 seconds.
Noah sat there, the same gentle smile playing on his lips.
"Next time," he said casually, "it'll be ten seconds."
There was no malice in Noah's voice. No cruelty. Just a cold, clinical promise.
Elden, shuddering, didn't dare challenge him again.
"No—no, I'll talk!" he cried quickly. "It was… it was the Chosen One! He ordered us to kill you!"
Noah's gaze sharpened.
"The Chosen One? Elijah hun?" His voice was still soft, but there was a dangerous undercurrent.
He leaned forward slightly, silver eyes gleaming. "Even Elizabeth? You would have killed her too? A genius like her? What would you would have gained from that?"
Elizabeth clenched her fists so hard her nails bit into her palms, biting her lips till they bled.
Elden grimaced. His voice was low, almost ashamed. "Our… our Goddess would have taken her soul. She wouldn't have truly died. Her soul would have been bound to the Goddess… forever. No chance of rebellion."
Noah's eyes narrowed.
Ah. So that's what it was.
A binding, just like the one he had accidentally imposed on Shadeva.
Eric's jaw dropped.
"The goddess was gonna do what?!" he blurted out. "Are we even talking about the same goddess? The one of light and justice?!"
Even Yuki, raised far from the world's politics, could tell something about this stank.
And Elizabeth…
Elizabeth's fury boiled over.
Her mind raced. Her heart pounded painfully inside her ribcage.
The Goddess she had worshiped. The faith she was willing to live and die for.
A lie.
A chain disguised as salvation.
Her fingers trembled. Her breathing grew short. Sharp. Erratic.
Everything I believed in… was a lie?
Pain boiled up inside her—sharp and acidic. Anger followed, rushing like a flood.
And then—grief.
How many people have been shackled?
How many dreams stolen in the name of light?
How many futures crushed?
A crack appeared across her heart. Then another.
Her chest burned, emotions colliding and spiraling, faster and faster—too fast for her to control.
Noah…
Her eyes lifted slightly to him, standing calm and untouched like a silver flame in the storm.
He… he was always the truth. He never lied. Never shackled me.
He freed me.
The pressure inside her reached its breaking point. Her mana trembled wildly around her, responding to the chaos within.
Noah, watching quietly, narrowed his eyes slightly.
The world around Elizabeth warped. Colors twisted and bent.
Reality itself flinched.
And then—
BOOM.
The seal inside Elizabeth shattered.
A burst of pure force erupted from her body, rippling outward with silent violence.
The world seemed to fall into stillness.
Her hair floated as if underwater.
Her skin glowed faintly, ethereal.
Her eyes slowly opened—
—and the chaos that once danced inside them had crystallized into something singular, terrifying, and beautiful.
Silver.
A perfect silver.
The same as Noah's.
She took a step forward, calm now, every movement resonating with a strange weight.
A new awareness bloomed inside her.
So this… this is who I am.
Noah watched her, a slow smile pulling at his lips.
In his mind, Shadeva's voice whispered:
'A Celestial… in this barren world… impossible.'
Elizabeth's lips moved.
"So it's like this," she whispered.
Her voice wasn't just hers anymore—it carried a distant, celestial echo, as if the stars themselves spoke through her.
Elden collapsed onto his knees, overwhelmed by a terror more primal than anything Noah had inflicted.
Elizabeth tilted her head, examining him like a being from a higher plane.
"I am… a Celestial," she declared softly.
The very world seemed to answer her.
KRRRRK—!!
Cracks webbed through the sky.
The ground shuddered under invisible pressure.
The air grew heavy, hard to breathe.
Without hesitation, Noah snapped his fingers, isolating Eric and Yuki in a pocket of space, protecting them from the backlash.
He smiled to himself.
How interesting.
Elizabeth, entirely unbothered by the chaos, raised her hand and placed a single finger on Elden's forehead.
"Unravel," she commanded gently.
Instantly, Elden's mind collapsed before her.
His memories, his secrets—his entire life—streamed into Elizabeth's consciousness like a river breaking through a dam.
He fell forward, unconscious, utterly spent.
But she wasn't done.
She whispered:
"Come to me."
A faint wisp—Elden's very soul—rose from his broken body, floating obediently into her waiting hand.
Elizabeth grasped it lightly—and it vanished, absorbed into her being without struggle.
Noah leaned back in his chair, observing the scene like a Emperor watching the crowning of another monarch.
Mind. Fate. Destiny. Soul.
Elizabeth's power touched them all.
Given time, she could be unstoppable.
And with Noah's ability to share and multiply talents ten-thousandfold…
Noah smirked slightly.
"I'm falling for you even harder, my dear Celestial," he said softly.
Elizabeth suddenly tilted her head toward the sky, her silver eyes burning.
She smiled—a fierce, wild smile.
"Wait for me," she said.
Her voice rolled out like thunder.
"I'm coming for you."
Then, with venom and divine promise, she spoke the words that made even the heavens tremble:
"You fucking bitch of a goddess."
—End of Chapter 72—
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HAREM STEALER: REBORN WITH THE GOD-TIER SHARING SYSTEMC73 73: Justicia
In a distant realm—beyond the reach of Laeh, beyond the mortal gaze—
A land woven purely from light stretched endlessly.
The air itself shimmered under the golden sky, heavy with divinity.
Golden rivers snaked through golden forests; beasts of pure radiance prowled and soared through the eternal day.
At the very center of this sacred land stood a magnificent castle—a structure of white marble and flowing gold, glowing with a majesty that even time dared not touch.
And deep within its throne room—
Seated upon a massive throne adorned with celestial glyphs—
—was Justicia.
Also known as the Goddess Of Light and Justice.
Her beauty was not mortal. It was the kind of beauty that bent reality around itself, made hearts ache and minds go blank.
Golden hair. Golden eyes.
But not merely gold—
Inside them flickered something older, purer, something terrible in its brilliance.
Yet now—
That divine face was twisted in a deep scowl, rage boiling under her smooth, flawless skin.
Her golden eyes gleamed dangerously as she watched a vision suspended before her:
Elizabeth.
Elizabeth awakening as a Celestial.
Her hands clenched slowly into trembling fists.
Even the space around her groaned from the pressure.
"Even after everything…" Justicia whispered, her voice smooth, almost musical—and yet as cold as winter.
She could hardly believe it.
Despite all her meticulous efforts:
Sealing Elizabeth's absurd potential.
Disrupting her soul's stability. Making her unstable.
Binding her future to Elijah—the "Chosen One"—so he could claim her easily.
Despite it all.
Despite it all.
Elizabeth still managed to awaken.
All that effort. All that control.
For nothing?
The golden realm itself shivered in response to Justicia's seething fury.
If only her influence weren't restricted…
If only she could simply reach across the veil and snuff Elizabeth out with a thought—
Her nails dug into her palms.
She hissed under her breath:
"That cursed child, Laeh… Always interfering."
Having no choice, she finally tore her gaze away from Elizabeth, unwillingly, and turned it toward another image:
Elijah.
Her Champion.
Her chosen one, now locked in battle against a savage A-rank wolf.
Her eyes softened instantly, glowing with something resembling maternal love.
"Grow, my beloved," she whispered.
"Grow stronger. Conquer that world. Offer it to me, as tribute."
She lifted a hand. A small orb of golden light appeared above her palm—a tiny fragment of her overwhelming power.
It was all she could send. Her limitations on that world were too strict.
The orb shot forward, vanishing into the distance, embedding itself within Elijah's soul.
It would lie dormant—until the conditions, pitifully easy, were fulfilled.
Turning back toward Elizabeth, her gaze hardened once again.
But her anger no longer focused solely on the reborn Celestial.
No.
Her eyes narrowed sharply at the boy standing beside her—the one who smiled quietly even now.
Noah Weaverheart.
"You," Justicia breathed.
He was the anomaly.
The factor she had not accounted for.
The storm that ruined every careful calculation.
Hatred—pure and undiluted—flickered across her divine features.
"I am waiting for you, Weaverheart," she whispered, her voice low and venomous.
Even if Elijah failed—
Even if her plans collapsed—
She would descend herself.
She would tear that boy apart with her own hands.
…
Meanwhile—
Deep inside the world of Laeh—
A quiet laugh stirred the stillness of another realm.
Laeh—the spirit of the world itself—leaned back lazily, his young, ethereal form smiling with pure mischief.
He had been watching Noah for a while now.
Ever since he had sensed the breaking of the shadow-bind that had long imprisoned him.
A weight lifted. A freedom reclaimed.
Laeh could not even count how many times he had cursed the ancient beings who had trapped him—how many times he had clenched his teeth silently, unable to even name them, lest they sense it.
But now?
He was free.
And better yet—this unexpected, chaotic, wonderful mortal named Noah kept throwing surprises his way.
Elizabeth's awakening was just the latest.
"A reborn Celestial," Laeh mused aloud, his golden eyes bright with wonder.
"In my world. Truly, am I being blessed by the higher heavens?"
He smiled, a little smugly.
First a new race. Then freedom. Now a Celestial.
All of it—strengthening him as the world.
He chuckled quietly, almost boyish.
"Noah," he whispered, his voice warm.
"You're my lucky star."
A glint of humor passed through his eyes.
He imagined Justicia biting her nails in impotent rage, and smirked.
"Serves her right."
Perhaps…
Perhaps it was finally time to meet the boy who unknowingly brought him so many gifts.
…
Back in the Forest Of Darkness—
The world was much simpler.
And much more complicated.
Noah sat across from Elizabeth, still quietly studying her new appearance.
"Silver eyes…" he muttered.
Elizabeth leaned forward eagerly, her silver eyes glowing like polished stars.
"Do you like it?" she asked brightly.
"I made them silver just to match yours, my love."
Her smile was radiant, proud—as if she were a child who had just completed her greatest masterpiece and now desperately sought approval.
Noah blinked awkwardly.
Outwardly, he smiled gently.
Inwardly—
'Beautiful? My ass. It's eerie as hell.'
But still, he nodded solemnly.
"It's beautiful," he said.
Yuki and Eric arrived just in time to hear this exchange.
Eric raised an eyebrow at Elizabeth.
"What are you now?" he asked, confused but impressed.
Yuki, however, zeroed in on something far more important.
"Did you just call my best friend your love?" she demanded, voice low and dangerous.
An almost visible aura of menace erupted around her, her orange eyes glowing furiously.
"You wanna die? No one calls him that except me."
Even facing someone who had just done horrifyingly broken things to an S-rank warrior, Yuki showed zero hesitation.
Elizabeth's sweet smile vanished like mist under sunlight.
"My love is mine," she said flatly. "Why shouldn't I call him that?"
She stepped forward, her silver eyes gleaming coldly.
"And as for killing me… Are you even capable?"
Her voice dripped with arrogance.
Eric slowly edged backward.
"These girls are crazy," he muttered.
"They were getting along five minutes ago and now they're ready to kill each other? Over what?"
He turned to Noah—and froze.
Noah was standing there calmly, smiling faintly, utterly unfazed, as if he were watching something delightful.
Eric's eye twitched.
"Crazy bastard."
And he was.
Noah was feeling quite something.
Inside his mind, he laughed.
'I don't know what a Celestial fully is yet… but hey, how many people have two monsters fighting over their love? One of them being a Celestial?'
'Do you have that?'
'Didn't think so. Hahahaha!'
Ester's voice echoed gently in his mind:
"Master… It's impressive, but maybe you should stop them before they burn the whole forest down."
Noah chuckled.
'I know. They won't kill each other. They know I care about both of them. They won't risk upsetting me.'
Still, enough was enough.
Time to rein it in.
He stepped forward—and spoke, his voice calm but carrying undeniable weight.
"Stop," he said simply.
The air stilled.
"I don't want this type of behavior," Noah said. His tone was even, almost lazy—but each word struck like a hammer.
"You're both mine. And you already know—you're not the only ones."
"Sophie. Ester. Anya. And others will come."
"If you start a war every time one of them gets close to me…"
He smiled. Beautiful. Radiant.
"I'll get annoyed. And I really, really hate annoying things."
He paused, letting his words sink deep into their hearts.
"I'm not asking you to love each other," he said softly. "Just accept each other. For my sake."
A long silence followed.
Then—
Elizabeth folded her arms, looking away with a huff.
"Fine," she muttered.
"But don't go picking up random girls off the street."
Yuki nodded emphatically. "Exactly."
Noah chuckled.
"Don't worry," he said.
"Only the special ones. Only the ones worthy."
Eric, standing off to the side, scowled.
"I'm never going on a mission with you again, Noah."
Never again.
Damn player.
—End of Chapter 73—
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HAREM STEALER: REBORN WITH THE GOD-TIER SHARING SYSTEMC74 74: Solaris
Everything calmed down.
Noah finally had the time to look at the corpse of the Wyvern.
It was…
Unsightly.
"Do you really expect me to hand in this corpse as proof of completing the mission?" Noah asked calmly.
Eric, Yuki, and Elizabeth coughed awkwardly.
They clearly hadn't prioritized preserving the body—being under literal death threats kind of ruined those plans.
Noah understood, of course. He didn't really blame them. They had done their best.
'Shadeva, are there any other dragonkin beasts around?' he asked mentally.
'Yes. There's an S-rank one,' Shadeva responded.
Noah nodded calmly.
His gaze drifted to Eric, who seemed stronger now.
Even Yuki had grown.
'Did she manage to create her own version of illusion swords?'
He smiled softly.
He patted Yuki's head and said gently, "Good job, Yuki. I knew you'd succeed."
Yuki's brain short-circuited.
The sudden praise caught her off guard, but soon her face lit up with a beautiful, innocent smile.
"Yes! Thank you!" she chirped, nodding her head cutely before snuggling closer to Noah.
He let her be.
Then his eyes shifted to Eric.
"Eric, you said you wanted to become a being of shadow," Noah said.
"Are you ready?"
Eric's face lit up with excitement.
Ever since they'd entered this forest and he'd discovered the existence of the shadow race, he had been dreaming of becoming one.
If this worked, he wouldn't just have an affinity for shadows.
He would become one.
"Yes! I'm ready! Born ready, in fact!" he exclaimed, barely containing his excitement.
Noah smiled slightly.
'Shadeva, I know it's a bit presumptuous to ask for your blood the first day we met… but could I have a drop? I want to transform him into a shadow being.'
Shadeva replied without hesitation, 'I don't mind. But are you sure? You know my ability—
I could kill him and remake him into shadow. He'd retain his memories and personality… but he would be absolutely loyal to you.'
'It's safer, considering you never know what the future holds.'
Noah paused.
That was true.
But then he smiled faintly.
'I don't want to build a kingdom of shackled people. I want them to choose to follow me.'
'I may blackmail them at first,' he admitted, amused, 'but once they understand, they stay willingly. That's better than forced loyalty. Even if there's a risk of betrayal… it's fine.'
'Isn't that what makes us human? Even when we know something might hurt us, we still choose it.'
'So just give me your blood.'
He smirked darkly.
'If he ever betrays me… I'll show him how evil I can really be.'
Shadeva was silent for a moment—then smiled unseen in the shadows.
She liked his thinking.
No doubt anymore: she had made the right choice binding herself to him.
A drop of black blood appeared in Noah's hand, thick and heavy.
The surrounding shadows seemed to deepen at its presence.
"Come, Eric. Yuki, Elizabeth—take some distance," Noah ordered.
They obeyed instantly.
Noah had decided to use his fusion talent to make the transformation even more profound, while his Creator title would also activate.
"Brace yourself," he warned Eric.
"It won't be painless."
Eric nodded firmly, determination burning in his eyes.
Then—
"Fuse."
The black drop sank into Eric's body.
Instantly, a white dome enveloped him.
Shadows moved and rushed toward him to transform him. The space around him became devoid of light.
Screams tore out of Eric's throat, guttural and raw.
"ARGGHHH—!!"
Noah didn't even flinch.
He turned away calmly and started walking.
"I'll go kill that S-rank dragonkin beast. Watch over Eric," he instructed.
"We'll head back to the academy once I return. His transformation won't take long."
The girls nodded.
And Noah disappeared into the shadows—off to slay a dragonkin.
—
Meanwhile—
In the Human Domain, within the Church of Light, panic reigned.
Inside a golden chamber, a woman with golden hair and eyes kneeled before a grand statue—the perfect replica of Justicia.
The woman was Solaris—the Saintess of the Church.
Her expression was grim.
She had just received a message from her Goddess detailing the recent events.
"So… in the end, she broke free from our control," Solaris muttered, frowning.
"We even lost a Grand Master.
To a group of A-rank kids, no less."
"And worse—now those kids know the truth about us. If we let them live, the faith in the Goddess will crumble."
Solaris gritted her teeth.
Especially Elizabeth—she possessed dangerous knowledge about them. Solaris didn't know if they had gotten even more information from Elden.
She couldn't take that risk.
And she had to act before they returned to the Academy.
Once there, Elira would never allow anyone to touch them.
Solaris rose to her feet.
Power radiated off her in overwhelming waves. Her golden eyes gleamed fiercely.
"Then I'll go myself," she declared.
"From what the Goddess told me, even the Chosen One can't match Noah, let alone Noah and Elizabeth together."
"So I'll lessen the burden—
And kill them myself."
With a flash of blinding light, Solaris vanished.
The Saintess herself—an SS-rank being—was now hunting Noah and his team.
—
Meanwhile—
Elijah was chilling with Leona.
He had just finished battling an A-rank wolf.
"Tsk, how is this possible?" Elijah clicked his tongue, frustration clear on his face.
He couldn't believe it—he hadn't managed to kill the beast.
Leona shook her head beside him.
"That beast's wind skills were too much," she said.
Leona hadn't even fought seriously. She had used just one beast, explaining that her others were still recovering from their training.
Still, Elijah should've been able to finish it.
But this beast had fought differently.
Its skills were exceptional.
Its intelligence was unsettling.
"Fuck," Elijah cursed again.
Just as he was about to vent by burning the forest to ashes, a sound reached his ears.
A cry.
Elijah snapped his head toward the noise—and found a small, bloodied white fox lying in the grass.
Without thinking, Elijah rushed over.
He helped her drink a health potion, and a few seconds later, the fox opened her eyes—beautiful golden orbs that locked onto Elijah's golden gaze.
The fox stumbled toward him, snuggling against him affectionately.
At that moment, Elijah's mind was made.
He remembered Noah's cat-like beast companion—and suddenly, he wanted one too.
He smiled gently at the fox.
"Would you like to follow me?
Become my contracted beast?"
The fox tilted her head—then nodded, as if understanding him perfectly.
Elijah's grin widened.
"Perfect. From now on, your name shall be Kitsune."
"My contracted beast."
—End of Chapter 74—
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HAREM STEALER: REBORN WITH THE GOD-TIER SHARING SYSTEMC75: Gift
Chapter 75: Chapter 75: Gift
Chapter 75 — Gift
Noah and his team now stood outside the Forest of Darkness.
He had easily killed the S-rank beast and taken its corpse—along with the Wyvern's.
As a Creator, Noah could forge weapons, tools, or even powerful artifacts from them.
Creation was a form of growth, after all.
He glanced toward Eric, who had undergone a complete transformation.
His body was now lean, muscles compact and hard.
His hair and eyes had turned as dark as a starless night, while his skin was a pale ivory.
He was no longer human.
He was a shadow—a being molded by Shadeva herself, the First Daughter of the Shadows.
Through the transformation, Eric had inherited a bloodline, and his affinity for shadow had soared beyond SSS-rank.
A budding physique was awakening inside him.
He was no longer the same boy who had once walked into the Forest of Darkness.
And Noah was pleased.
From Eric, he could feel deep gratitude and awe—proof that Noah had made the right decision by not enslaving him.
Thinking about it...
Everyone had changed.
Elizabeth had awakened her celestial bloodline.
Yuki had evolved and created her own unique technique, even earning a Title from the Akashic Record.
Eric had become a true shadow.
Ester had shed her feelings of inferiority and evolved herself. Now confident in being Noah's shadow.
And Noah...
Noah had gained something even rarer—a new shadow.
An original one.
One that could kill beings and turn them into loyal shadows.
But—
'My powers have been downgraded,' Shadeva said.
Noah had expected that.
If he was right, Shadeva's true level had once far surpassed even the Goddess he was now fighting against.
'What's your current level?' Noah asked.
'The same as yours,' Shadeva sighed. 'A-rank. And now I can only summon up to S-rank shadows. Anything higher would require too much mana.'
'At my prime, I could summon all my shadows and let them live freely... but now... sigh.'
Noah smiled faintly.
'Don't worry, Shadeva. You'll reach that rank again.'
Just as he was about to continue comforting her—
Elizabeth suddenly stopped walking.
Yuki and Eric immediately twitched, a bad feeling in their hearts.
"Please, Elizabeth, not again," Eric pleaded, already dreading what her oracle powers would announce.
"Yes, just shut up," Yuki added bluntly.
She was tired. She just wanted to go home and sleep.
Elizabeth's lips twitched.
"You think I like it?" she retorted, turning toward Noah.
"Bad news, my love."
Noah raised an eyebrow.
"What is it, my dear oracle?"
Elizabeth smiled sweetly at the nickname but quickly gathered herself.
"The Saintess is coming."
Her eyes glowed, intricate lines swirling inside them.
"At blinding speed, by the way. She'll be here in... five minutes."
Noah smiled softly.
"Five minutes?"
"That's more than enough."
Then he tilted his head slightly.
"How are you sensing her? I thought the Goddess could hide her subordinates from your sight."
Elizabeth smiled slyly.
"Not anymore. My talent isn't what it used to be."
Noah nodded, unsurprised.
He had expected as much.
Five minutes, huh?
Noah chuckled quietly.
He still had the teleportation tool his master had given him—the one capable of transporting him to the White Realm from anywhere.
He wasn't worried.
But still—
How could he leave without leaving a little gift for the Saintess?
"Gather behind me," he ordered.
Everyone obeyed instantly.
Noah opened his right palm.
Ice began to gather around it, swirling, condensing.
His affinity with ice had now reached the Transformation Rank, and his Ice Talent had ascended to EX Unique Rank.
His ice was no longer what it once was.
The swirling ice formed into delicate petals, arranging themselves into a mystical, intricate shape.
Soon, a lotus was formed.
An ice lotus.
But Noah wasn't done.
As a Sword himself—
and wielding an EX Unique Rank talent in Swordsmanship—
he injected sword energy into the lotus.
Sharp. Cutting. Lethal.
The aura of the lotus swelled, freezing the surroundings, while faint sword slashes cut the air itself.
Noah wasn't just making a bomb.
He was crafting an affinity killer.
He imbued the lotus with a purpose—to sever the light affinity of the Saintess.
He embedded that purpose deep within its core.
Minutes ticked by.
Everything was ready. He had poured everything he had in this ice lotus.
"In five seconds, Noah," Elizabeth warned calmly.
Noah stood tall, the ice lotus floating gracefully above his palm.
Everyone behind him wore serious expressions.
Suddenly—
A cluster of brilliant light appeared before them, twisting and forming into a woman's figure. The air itself trembled under the weight of her presence; the grass wilted beneath the brilliance.
Solaris.
The Current Saintess.
Her golden hair shone like the sun itself.
She scowled at Elizabeth.
"After all we've done for you?" Solaris said, voice dripping with betrayal.
Elizabeth scoffed.
"Spare me the act. We both know you're here to silence me," she said coldly, as if she weren't standing before an SS-rank monster.
She turned toward Noah and said sweetly,
"My love, she has nothing important to say. Let's go."
Solaris shifted her gaze to Noah.
"Noah Weaverheart," she said, her voice low and dangerous.
Noah smiled politely.
"I didn't expect the Saintess herself to come all this way just to meet us."
He shook his head in mock sadness.
"No... it won't do. How can I not offer a gift after such a beautiful woman made the effort?"
Solaris stared at him as if he were insane.
Noah didn't care.
He sent the ice lotus floating toward her—slowly, delicately.
Solaris watched it approach, unfazed.
She was an SS-rank being.
What could an A-rank child possibly do to her? Even if that child was special.
And if they want to escape, do they think they can do that with me here?
Foolish.
But Noah didn't care about her thoughts.
His voice rang out, cold and clear:
"I might run today. But next time—
I won't."
"So enjoy this gift while you wait."
"Because next time...
You will either kneel before me—
or be buried in the ground."
He smiled sweetly.
At that moment, he activated the teleportation tool.
Noah and his team vanished—
but his voice lingered like a ghost.
"Explode."
Silence fell.
Solaris's eyes widened in shock.
"W-What—?"
She didn't even have time to finish the sentence—
BOOM!
A violent explosion of cold erupted.
The world around her turned into an endless frozen wasteland—
ice creeping and devouring everything in sight.
Sword energy slashed wildly across the frozen land.
A new forbidden territory was born on the world of Laeh that day.
One created by a mere A-rank child.
A Land that will be later known as—
The Frozen Land of Sword.
—End of Chapter 75—
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HAREM STEALER: REBORN WITH THE GOD-TIER SHARING SYSTEMC76: New Forbidden Land
Chapter 76: Chapter 76: New Forbidden Land
Chapter 76 — New Forbidden Land
Ice.
That was all that remained just in front of entrance to the Forest of Darkness, where Noah and his team had once stood.
But not just any ice—This was Absolute Zero Ice.
An existence so cold it could freeze even an S-rank being solid.
For an SS-rank like Solaris, it shouldn't have mattered.
But when the full concentrated force of such an attack hits head-on—
even an SS-rank feels it.
And Solaris had taken it directly.
Now, she stood in the frozen wasteland.
Her clothes were torn and stiff with frost.
Parts of her skin had frozen too, though the icy patches were gradually breaking away, revealing healing flesh underneath.
But Solaris didn't care about her injuries.
Her eyes were wide, not from pain—
but from horror.
Because she could feel something fundamental within her—
diminished.
Her affinity for light. Once at SS-rank...
Now?
A-rank.
Solaris's body shuddered violently. Her knees nearly buckled under the shock.
"W-What...? How is this possible?" she whispered, her voice cracking.
She couldn't understand.
She refused to understand.
"Was it him? Noah Weaverheart? Did he—downgrade my affinity? But how?!"
Questions raced wildly in her mind, but no answers came.
And indeed, there were none.
There was no record, no history of someone being able to downgrade an affinity. Let alone doing it with sword energy.
Even though Solaris could sense that sword energy had pierced her being, she simply couldn't connect it to her current reality.
If only she knew...
Noah hadn't just wanted to downgrade her affinity.
He had tried to cut it off completely.
Fortunately—or unfortunately for Noah—an SS-rank being was no pushover.
And he was still only A-rank.
Solaris gathered herself, trying to regain her composure.
She looked around at the frozen wasteland.
She could feel it.
This land—this place would remain forever.
A forbidden zone where anyone below S-rank would die instantly.
Even an S-rank wouldn't last long.
Solaris shivered.
She raised her head to the heavens and whispered:
"My dear goddess...is this the monster our Blessed One is destined to fight?"
"This Noah...is no longer a child."
She shook her head slowly.
"No child can create a forbidden land."
Solaris finally understood the scale of the threat Noah represented.
She had underestimated him—severely.
Even after receiving the Goddess's direct blessings.
Juts because she was an SS rank being.
Today had been a brutal wake-up call.
If they continued to underestimate Noah,
then chaos and catastrophe would descend upon them.
Her eyes hardened.
Her light affinity had been downgraded.
But that wasn't her only affinity.
And... she could still reclaim it.
There were still a few SS-rank Affinity Evolution Potions locked within the Church's treasury.
Solaris clenched her fists.
"I can't wait anymore," she muttered.
"I must take control of the human domain—rapidly."
Her eyes burned with cold fury.
The Castria Royal Family... must fall.
...
Meanwhile—
In the endless whiteness of the White Realm, Noah and his team materialized.
Elizabeth, having been here before, was unfazed.
But Eric and Yuki?
They stared around, awestruck, until their eyes fell upon—
Her.
A woman with white hair and matching white eyes.
Sitting calmly in the air, looking at them with a serene gaze.
Elira.
Even if they'd never met her in person,
the stories, the reputation—
everyone at the Academy knew of Elira.
"Uh... Noah?" Eric whispered nervously.
"Did we... make a mistake during teleportation?"
Yuki said nothing, but the terror in her posture was obvious.
Elizabeth smirked at her reaction.
"Really? Scared by this? And you had the guts to threaten me before? Tsk."
As Yuki opened her mouth to retort—
Elira's voice echoed around them.
Calm. Cool. Unbothered.
"Has my realm become your personal gathering ground, dear disciple?" she asked, her eyes twinkling with amusement.
"If you needed a place, you could have just asked.
I'd create one just for you."
The words struck them like a thunderbolt.
Disciple?!
Create a realm just for him?!
What the actual hell?!
Elizabeth stared at Elira, envy flashing across her face.
'If only I were strong enough' she thought bitterly.
'I would have given my love a whole world even...'
Yuki stood frozen, her mind scrambling to catch up.
But one thing became very clear:
Elira was a threat.
A threat to steal her Noah.
Meanwhile, Eric cursed under his breath.
"Damn player... even the Dean? This is madness."
Elira noticed it all—Elizabeth's envy, Yuki's frown, Eric's reaction—and smiled, deeply amused.
"I'm sorry, Elira," Noah said, stretching his neck.
"I didn't want to barge in like this, but I had no choice."
Elira raised an eyebrow.
"What happened?"
"Well, just the Saintess Solaris showing up and trying to kill us," Noah replied casually, as if mentioning a trip to the market.
He smirked.
"But you know me. I can't just accept being bullied."
"So... I left her a gift before teleporting."
"I bet she liked it," Noah added, his grin widening.
Elira's expression darkened.
"You said the Saintess tried to kill you?" she repeated, her voice heavy.
The realm trembled as if reacting to her growing fury.
Her white eyes glowed fiercely as she stood up.
"She dared...?"
When Elira spoke again, her voice was no longer human—
it was a chorus of countless beings.
The space itself shook.
"Wait for me—!" she started
But Noah interrupted firmly, "Don't."
Elira froze.
She looked at him, frowning.
"Why?"
"She tried to kill you, Noah," she insisted.
Noticeably, she never once mentioned Yuki, Elizabeth, or Eric—as if their lives didn't even register.
Noah sighed.
"I told you, remember? Let me have my protagonist era."
"And what's more protagonist than escaping a stronger foe,
only to return later and crush them?"
He stepped closer and gently embraced her.
"Don't worry," he whispered.
"I'm fine. She didn't even touch me."
"If anything—I had the last laugh."
"So just sit back, relax—and watch what your man can do."
Elira stayed silent for a moment.
Gradually, the realm stilled.
She sighed.
She hated it.
She wanted to pamper him endlessly—
to protect him from even the slightest harm.
But Noah didn't want that.
And she wouldn't force him.
So she nodded.
"Fine."
But Noah saw the unwillingness flickering in her gaze.
And he smirked internally.
Because the Saintess?
The Saintess would be his.
Imagine the Goddess's face when she realized her precious Saintess had been taken from her—
not by death—
but by loyalty.
By love.
Noah leaned in, whispering sensually into Elira's ear:
"I can't let you kill what's going to be mine, right, my dear Master?"
Elira froze, stunned—before a sly, understanding smile curved her lips.
So that's what this was about.
She smirked—
A mirror image of Noah's own evil grin.
"You should have said so earlier, dear disciple," she purred.
"Now... how about I help you capture her?"
They shared the same wicked grin.
A dangerous, conspiratorial spark passed between them.
In the background, Yuki, Elizabeth, and Eric shuddered.
The way Noah and Elira smiled together—
it was downright evil.
'What... are they planning?!' they wondered, fearfully.
Eric shook his head, muttering under his breath.
"Seriously. Even the Dean is infected... Noah's evil grin is contagious."
Elizabeth and Yuki glanced at each other—
and then, almost naturally...
They both grinned.
The same devilish grin as Noah.
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Chapter 77: Chapter 77: No time for that
Chapter 77 — No time to waste
After everything that happened today, Noah lay on his bed, his eyes fixed on the ceiling.
The world was silent around him, but his mind was anything but calm.
Thoughts raced through him.
Plans. Dangers. Opportunities.
He knew Solaris wouldn't underestimate him anymore.
From now on, she would act with caution. With purpose.
More than that...She would be afraid.
Afraid that he might expose the church's true nature to the world.
But Noah had no intention of doing that.
At least, not yet.
After all, what weight would the words of a mere A-rank child carry?
Even if he had an SSS-rank ice affinity, no one would take him seriously.
He could show the world his true strength...
But what a foolish move that would be.
He wasn't ready for that yet.
No.
The only real path forward was clear:
He had to take Solaris directly.
If he controlled Solaris, he controlled the church.
And if he controlled the church, the idea of ruining its reputation would only hurt his own future.
The plan was simple.
The problem was execution.
How to get Solaris?
He couldn't use the same methods he had with Leona.
Or Yuki.
Or Sophia.
Solaris wasn't the kind of woman you could charm, trick, or tempt.
She was a predator. Not prey.
Noah grinned to himself.
A dark, wicked grin.
"Good thing I came prepared," he muttered.
He laughed quietly, remembering the card he had left behind.
Shadeva. His second shadow. His Originel.
He hadn't taken her into the White Realm.
Instead, he had left her behind, with one command:
Bind yourself to Solaris's shadow.
As a Sovereign of Shadows, with Shadeva being part of his very being,
communication between them was possible even across such a distance.
'Any good news, Shadeva?' Noah asked telepathically.
A moment of silence.
Then Shadeva's cool, emotionless voice echoed in his mind:
'The Saintess is planning a coup. She wants to overthrow the Castria Royal Family and make the Church the only ruling power.'
Noah arched an eyebrow.
'How?'
'Spies within the royal court,' Shadeva replied.
'And... a secret. A devastating one.'
Noah's stomach twisted.
He had a bad feeling about this.
'What secret?' he asked, his voice sharp.
Shadeva didn't delay:
'The Empress cheated on the Emperor with his own brother. When the Emperor found out, he killed his brother in a fit of rage.'
Noah's hands clenched.
But Shadeva wasn't finished.
'It was all orchestrated by Solaris.
She had the Empress's family under her control.
She forced the Empress to marry the Emperor, knowing full well she was in love with his brother.
Then she tempted the brother into betrayal.
And when the act was done, she made sure the Emperor discovered it.'
'All of it... just to have a weapon. A scandal strong enough to destroy the royal family whenever she decided the time was right.'
'And now, she's ready to unleash it.'
For a moment, Noah didn't move.
His mind went blank.
Then he cursed.
"Fuck!"
He didn't give a damn about the Emperor.
Nor the Empress.
But Sophie—
Sophie was everything.
Once this secret came out, the royal family would be dragged through the mud.
And Sophie, as a royal by blood, would be stained alongside them.
He couldn't allow that.
His jaw tightened.
"I won't let Sophie suffer because of them," he muttered, voice cold.
Noah sat up, resting his elbows on his knees, running a hand through his hair.
The weight of the situation crushed down on him.
"So... I'll have to ask Elira," he said grimly.
He hated dragging her into this.
He wanted to keep her out of his mess.
But now?
He had no choice.
'How long do we have?' he asked Shadeva.
'She's preparing everything tonight,' Shadeva answered.
'She'll announce it to the world tomorrow.'
Tomorrow?
So soon?
"Damn it..." Noah cursed again.
'Keep listening. I'll contact you soon.'
He ended the link and stood up.
His face was a mask of icy determination.
"System," he said, "show me Elira's profile."
The familiar mechanical voice answered:
<< PROFILE >>
Name: Elira Varnis
Age: Better not know
Race: Soul Dragon
Rank: Supreme
Titles: The First Soul Dragon, The One Loved By Soul, The Genius, The Architect of Skills, The Walker of the Worlds, etc.
Affinities: Soul (Transformation rank), Space (SSS rank), Time (SSS rank)
Physique: Dragon Queen of Soul's Physique
Bloodline: Soulweaver Bloodline
Talents:
— The Queen Of Soul (EX Unique rank)
— Teleportation (SSS rank)
<< END >>
Noah stared.
His eyes widened.
"...Soul Dragon? Supreme Rank?"
He almost couldn't believe it.
"System," he asked, voice tight, "what is Supreme Rank?"
[It is the rank beyond SSS. The point where one steps beyond mortality, into divinity.]
The answer hit like a hammer.
Elira wasn't just strong.
She was a god among mortals.
And not just that—
She wasn't even from this world.
She was the first Soul Dragon.
A being that had crossed worlds.
Noah breathed out slowly, controlling his emotions.
This changed everything.
But one thing remained true:
Elira's affection for him stood at 80%.
It was solid.
Strong enough to trust.
"I'll ask her directly," he said.
"I'll listen. If she lies... I'll know."
He chuckled slightly to himself.
"No wonder no one dares mess with her," he muttered.
"At this point... I should just accept my suggar mommy Elira and let her spoil me rotten."
He laughed softly.
"System," he asked, "can I bond with her? Share her talents?"
[You must reach S-rank first.]
Noah nodded, unsurprised.
He expected as much.
"Fine," he said. "Show me Elizabeth's profile too. Talent, bloodline, physique—just the essentials."
[Race: Celestial
Affinities: Soul (SS rank), Mind (SSS rank), Destiny (SSS rank), Fate (SSS rank)
Talent: Hollow Oracle (EX Unique rank)
Bloodline: Twilight Visionary Bloodline]
Noah studied the information carefully.
Elizabeth was no longer human. She was Celestial now.
Her bloodline awakened.
Her talent on the same godlike level as Elira's. The same as me.
And eventually, thanks to his gift, he could claim it all.
He smiled.
Dark.
Hungry.
"Celestial. Demon. Dragon. Shadow..." he mused.
"If I take all those races... all those powers...and combine them together, what the hell will I become?"
A being the world—no the universe even, had never seen before.
The first of his kind.
His heart thudded with excitement.
But first—
He had a Saintess to deal with.
Noah stood tall, his aura sharp as a blade.
There was no more room for hesitation.
"I wanted to make Solaris fall for me slowly..."
"But fuck it."
"No time for that."
He cracked his knuckles.
"Let's go meet Elira."
"Kidnap that damn Saintess."
"Threaten her until she breaks."
"Solve this mess."
"And..."
"Well, see what else I can do after all that."
With a final smirk, Noah vanished—
Teleporting into the White Realm once more.
For the second time today.
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Chapter 78: Chapter 78: No mercy.
Chapter 78 — This world is mine.
Noah appeared once again in the White Realm.
Elira looked up from where she sat, her white hair flowing around her like a river of light.
She smiled warmly, an eyebrow arching with gentle amusement.
"Do you need something, dear?"
Noah simply smiled and sat beside her, close enough to feel her warmth.
"Well," he said lazily, "I might need you to go capture the Saintess for me soon."
"But before that..."
He turned toward her, his ice-silver eyes locking onto her pure white ones.
There was a softness there.
"I realized..." he said with a chuckle, a bit self-deprecating,
"I don't even know you, Elira. You're my lover, yet all I know is your name and your soul affinity."
Elira's heart tightened.
She lowered her gaze, guilt washing over her.
'How could I forget?' she scolded herself.
She remembered how hurt she had been when Noah kept his talent a secret from her.
And now... she was doing the same.
She smiled ruefully and reached out to him, gently guiding his head into her lap.
Her fingers threaded through his hair — slow, tender, filled with unspoken devotion.
"You're right," she whispered.
"You know almost nothing about me."
She stroked his hair lovingly, each gesture heavy with care.
The White Realm itself seemed to hum with the emotions between them.
"I'll tell you everything, Noah.
I'll bare my soul to you, completely."
She paused, gathering herself, before speaking again.
"My name is indeed Elira Varnis.
And I am... a dragon."
Noah's eyes widened slightly, mock surprise flickering across his face.
"A dragon?" he echoed.
Elira smiled, her fingers never stopping their soothing motion.
"Yes. But not just any dragon."
"I am the first, and only, Soul Dragon to ever exist."
Her voice carried a certain pride —
"I was blessed directly by the essence of Soul itself.
Blessed so deeply that even my parents' blood could not manifest in me.
Only my dragon nature... and the pure power of Soul."
She smiled faintly.
"And, as you might guess, I'm not from this world.
Not from Laeh."
At that, Noah instinctively tried to sit up — but Elira gently pushed him back down.
"Stay like this," she said softly.
"It's easier for me... to open up when you're in this position."
Noah nodded silently, respecting her wish.
Elira continued, her voice almost dreamy.
"My home... is a world of dragons.
Only dragons. No humans, no elves, no dwarves.
Just countless breeds: Fire Dragons, Shadow Dragons, Fate Dragons... and many more."
"It's a world far beyond this one."
"There, SSS-rank is not the limit. It's only the beginning."
She smirked.
"Many have stepped beyond. Into realms of divinity."
"And me..."
She smiled mischievously, tapping Noah's forehead lightly.
"Your dear master and lover...
I too have crossed that threshold."
"I am Supreme Rank.
A being no longer mortal — but on the path to true divinity."
Noah frowned slightly, thinking.
"If the ceiling of this world is SSS... how are you even here?" he asked.
Elira chuckled, a sound like soft bells.
"Because I sealed my power, dear."
"Otherwise... just looking at me would have crushed you."
Her words were teasing, but the truth behind them was cold and sharp.
Noah smirked.
"Yeah... I can imagine."
He paused.
Then, more seriously:
"This Supreme Rank... how does one reach it?"
Elira's smile softened into something almost maternal.
"It's too soon for you to know," she said gently.
"Just know this — the path is cruel. Harder than anything you've ever faced."
Noah simply nodded.
He hadn't expected an easy answer.
"And why did you come to this world?" he asked next.
Elira hesitated.
Then sighed.
"It involves higher beings," she admitted, "things mortals aren't meant to know."
"But I'll still tell you a little."
She caressed his cheek, her touch featherlight.
"It's the same reason the Celestial chose Elijah."
"We dragons...We needed a champion too."
"A champion?" Noah asked, confused.
Elira nodded.
"To conquer and claim worlds.
The more worlds a faction controls, the more resources, the more strength they gain."
"It's... a cosmic war, Noah."
"Not just here. Everywhere."
"And Elijah is not the only champion.
He's simply the most visible. Because the one backing him — the Celestial — is arrogant, prideful."
"But others lurk in the shadows. Demons... and more."
"And if they don't have yet a champions, do they are looking for one. Like me."
Noah fell silent, piecing the puzzle together.
"So this world..."
"It's just a playground for you higher beings?" he asked bitterly.
Elira flinched at the coldness in his voice.
"...It might seem like that to you," she admitted softly.
"And... maybe you're right."
She tightened her grip slightly, as if afraid he might pull away.
"And killing a champion? It's almost impossible. We higher beings have ways to protect our chosen ones — even under restrictions."
"That's why I admire your courage," she whispered.
"But it won't be easy."
She paused, her expression somber.
"Being here... is like living in a cage for me.
I had to seal everything just to stay.
While that arrogant Celestial's situation is more dire because she is stronger than me cannot intervene freely."
"If you go too far, Noah..."
"She might descend herself."
Noah frowned.
"I thought killing Elijah inside a dungeon would weaken the Celestial's influence?"
Elira laughed sadly.
"They've accounted for that. They aren't fools, dear."
Noah stared at nothing, thoughts swirling in a storm.
'Is there really no other way?' he thought.
He could already sense where this was heading.
And he was right.
Elira's voice trembled slightly as she spoke next:
"Become our champion, Noah. Let the dragons protect you."
"I once considered Alice... she has dragon blood, even if it's not very pure."
"We could have purified it."
"But after I met you..."
"It was inevitable."
"You were the one."
She paused, letting the weight of her words sink in.
"Be our champion, Noah. We will give you everything."
"And I, Elira Varnis — First Soul Dragon, Matriarch of the Soul Clan —I will stand by your side. Because I love you."
Her voice cracked slightly with emotion.
"I love you... more than you could ever imagine."
She gazed down at him, pleading.
But Noah...
Noah slowly sat up.
He rose from her lap, facing her directly.
His eyes — icy silver— were utterly calm.
Still.
Cold.
Unbreakable.
There was no anger.
No fear.
No hesitation.
Only resolve.
Elira's heart sank. She already knew what was coming.
"I know you mean well," Noah said softly.
"But I can't accept that."
His voice cut like a blade.
This world —The place where he had found purpose, family, ambition.
Where his mother lived, where Sophie, Elizabeth, Yuki lived —
was NOT a toy.
NOT a battlefield for gods.
And the people here were NOT background characters destined to die as a collateral damage between their champions fights.
A cold, merciless smile crept across Noah's lips.
The White Realm trembled. The air itself froze.
The very fabric of reality screamed.
In an instant — everything turned to ice.
Sword aura flared around Noah — sharp, severing, absolute.
His shadow surged, drowning the realm in writhing darkness.
And then — nothingness bloomed — devouring light, air, existence itself.
Elira's eyes widened in terror and awe.
'What... what is this?!' she thought, breathless.
Noah stood there — A being made of contradiction:
Shadow, sword, Ice, Nothingness — a storm given human form.
When he spoke, his voice was law. Limitless.
"I will kill anyone who stands in my way."
"I will show no mercy."
"They will either kneel..."
"Or be erased from existence."
"This world is mine."
"And no one will touch it."
He smiled. A devil's smile.
The smile of someone who had chosen war without a shred of hesitation.
"And if they want war..."
He spread his arms slightly, as if welcoming the chaos.
"Then by all means..."
"Be my guest."
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Chapter 79: Chapter 79: I love you
Chapter 79
Noah slowly retracted his powers, and the white realm returned to normal.
But Elira remained frozen, still in shock.
The power she had just felt from Noah... it was terrifying.
And this was him only at A-rank.
What about S-rank? SS-rank?
What about Supreme?
Elira couldn't help but shudder. Even a being like her understood what anomaly Noah was.
No, it was more than just an understanding. It was recognition.
The Akashic Records themselves had granted Noah the title: True Anomaly.
And that title was not given lightly.
Noah crouched down and gently took Elira's hands in his. His silver eyes looked at her with infinite tenderness and love.
"I didn't want to scare you," he said softly. "I didn't want to shock you either."
"I just wanted to show you..." He smiled warmly. "That you have nothing to fear for me. I know you asked me to become your champion because you wanted to protect me."
He chuckled gently.
"But how could I accept that? How could I ever be worthy of the sole Soul Dragon if I cowered like a weakling?"
He paused, his voice low and firm.
"So, let me fight, my dear dragon. Let me fight for this world."
"Not because I'm some hero."
"I am no hero."
"But because this world is mine."
"I have claimed it."
"And I will not allow anyone to lay a single finger on it."
He tightened his grip around her hands.
"Do you believe in me?" he asked at last.
Elira stared deep into his soul, her white eyes gleaming.
She saw it—the unwavering love, the determination, the care.
She also saw the monstrous potential buried within him.
The overwhelming future he would bring.
And she made her choice, as a wife, as a woman in love, not just as a dragon.
'Are you sure about this, Elira?'
A voice whispered in her mind.
'Yes,' she answered internally.
'The council told you to find a champion not this. A worthy one that will be tied down to us."
'The council wanted me to find a champion for the dragons... but he's not just a champion. He is my husband.'
'Isn't that already enough? He is already ours.'
'He will walk his own path. And I will support him with everything I have.'
Her mind was made up.
She gazed deeply into Noah's silver eyes.
"How could I not believe in my husband?" she said, her voice tender yet resolute.
"The one I chose?"
She smiled.
"I won't just believe in you. I will stand beside you. My power, my strength, my everything will be yours."
"I will do everything I can to help you take over this world."
Noah's eyes widened slightly, surprised.
"Wait, Elira... are you sure? I mean, if you want, you could still choose Alice as your champion. I wouldn't kill her anyway... just subdue her."
Elira chuckled, shaking her head.
"No, Noah. I'll take full responsibility. They won't know. At worst, I'll simply tell them I haven't found anyone worthy yet. It'll buy us time."
She leaned in close, her lips brushing against his, a seductive glint in her eyes.
"So please..." she whispered, "be quick and conquer this world, my dear."
Then she kissed him—a deep, sensual, soul-stealing French kiss.
Noah responded immediately, their tongues intertwining passionately.
Wet, slurping sounds echoed in the realm.
Their kiss lasted for a full minute before they finally separated, a thin trail of saliva connecting their lips.
Noah looked at her, his heart pounding with warmth and love. He smiled—bright, beautiful.
"I love you, Elira," he said, his voice thick with emotion.
He could feel it—the immense love and devotion it took for her to abandon her race for a man she'd only known for a month.
Elira smiled stunningly back at him.
"I love you too, my dear."
[Elira's feelings for you have reached 100%.]
Then Noah smirked mischievously.
"How about we celebrate this moment by kidnapping the Saintess?" he suggested.
Elira mirrored his smirk.
"But of course, my dear."
Click—!
Elira snapped her fingers, and both of them vanished from the white realm.
...
Meanwhile...
While Noah was living out these intense moments,
Sophie was struggling with her own battle.
In a secluded area of the academy, Sophie stood facing a group of second-year students.
Leading them was Luke Campbell—her cousin.
Sophie frowned, her voice icy.
"What are you doing?"
Luke smirked.
"Why don't you guess, dear cousin?"
Sophie remained expressionless. She knew talking was useless.
Words would solve nothing here.
Red lightning flickered around her.
Luke grinned, excitement dancing in his green eyes.
"Yes... fight me," he said. "Don't cower, dear cousin."
His smile turned vicious.
"I'll show you your place. I'll make you regret choosing Noah over me... back then and even now."
Sophie sighed internally.
So it was still about that...
He hadn't forgotten.
But she smiled slightly.
"I wonder..." she said coolly, "how Elijah would react if he heard about this?"
Luke's grin didn't waver.
"Who would tell him?"
"All these students obey me absolutely."
"And you?" he sneered.
"You won't even have the chance."
"You'll spend a long, long time in the medical center. And when you crawl back out..."
"I'll put you right back there again."
Sophie stayed unfazed.
"Are you sure?" she asked.
"Or did you forget that my husband is Noah Weaverheart?"
She smirked.
Luke laughed—a cruel, mocking laugh.
"Noah? Hahaha!"
"By now, he should already be dead."
He sneered.
"You think I'd be here if Noah was still around? That monster?"
He chuckled darkly.
"Our dear Elijah sent an S-rank assassin along with dozens of A-ranks to kill Noah during his mission."
He leaned closer, voice dripping with malice.
"Tell me, Sophie... you really think he survived?"
BADUM—!
Sophie's heart skipped a beat.
Her body trembled. Her mind reeled.
S-rank?
Dozens of A-ranks?
Against Noah... an A-rank?
Her body shook even more, but she refused to accept it.
Because accepting it would mean accepting Noah's death.
Her power erupted.
The sky darkened.
Red lightning crackled furiously.
Sophie let go.
"I will kill you," she said, her voice a thunderclap, an imperial decree from an Empress herself.
She looked straight into Luke's green eyes, hers burning red like molten steel.
Red lightning danced wildly around her, electrifying and scorching the air.
"I will kill all of you."
"No one will leave alive."
Her aura exploded even further.
Luke and the other students instinctively stepped back.
"Hey Luke, what's going on?!"
"Yeah, she's not like what you told us!"
Panic filled the group.
Luke's face twisted, but he quickly barked, "She's still just one! We're dozens! What can she—"
He didn't get to finish.
A crimson bolt of lightning punched straight into his face, sending him flying like a broken doll.
BOOM—!
"ARGHH!"
Luke screamed as he smashed into the cold, hard wall.
The other students turned mechanically toward Sophie, their faces pale in terror.
She stood there, red lightning crackling furiously around her, her presence overwhelming.
Raising her hand, she summoned a giant red lightning spear above them—large enough to obliterate all of them in one strike.
Without hesitation, she lowered her hand.
Her voice was cold.
Merciless.
"Die."
The spear descended.
—End of Chapter 79—
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HAREM STEALER: REBORN WITH THE GOD-TIER SHARING SYSTEMC80: Sophie's rage
Chapter 80: Chapter 80: Sophie's rage
Chapter 80 - The Crimson Empress and the Teacher
The spear of red lightning fell from the heavens, aiming to kill without mercy.
But—
"Ah la la, Princess... what are you doing?"
A lazy yet crushing voice echoed through the air.
In an instant, Sophie's spear shattered into dust, erased by the sheer weight of the man's voice.
Sophie turned sharply, already knowing who it was.
A tall, black-skinned man with white dreadlocks stood before her, a sword hanging loosely at his waist.
Teacher Damon.
Her crimson eyes narrowed.
"What are you doing here, Teacher Damon?"
Damon tilted his head, his smile carefree, but his eyes sharp.
"Shouldn't I be asking you that, Princess?"
"Were you planning to kill them?"
"Here, in the academy?"
His voice turned heavier, more suffocating.
"Who do you take us for?"
A powerful pressure descended, pushing against her.
Sophie stood firm.
Without a word, she raised her hand—another crimson spear of lightning forming at her fingertips.
"Move," she said coldly.
Her will was clear.
Today, blood would be spilled.
Today, there would be no mercy.
She didn't care about the academy, its rules, its consequences.
If Noah was dead... then there was nothing left here for her.
Even if it meant throwing away her future.
Even if it meant facing Damon head-on.
Her aura exploded again, thicker and redder than before.
The air itself trembled under her rage.
Damon sighed, glancing at the terrified second-years behind him, and the half-collapsed Luke.
"What did you idiots do to make her this angry?" he muttered.
One of them opened his mouth—
"Save it," Damon interrupted coldly.
"You'll explain everything to the Student Council after this."
But—
Sophie's voice crashed like thunder.
"After this?"
"There is no 'after' for them."
"They die today."
Without hesitation, she vanished—and reappeared before a girl, her spear aimed mercilessly at her heart.
Clink—!
Damon's sword moved like a whisper, parrying the blow with casual ease.
"Princess," Damon said, his voice calm but firm.
"Don't make this harder."
"I can't let you kill students on academy grounds."
Sophie locked her blazing red eyes into his, her voice hollow.
"I. Don't. Care."
Her power surged once more—red lightning roaring around her.
But—
A voice, calm yet commanding, sliced through the madness.
"Stop, Sophie."
She froze, instinct overriding rage.
She turned—
And saw a woman with long white hair and piercing silver eyes.
Elizabeth.
Sophie appeared before her in a blink.
"You—weren't you with Noah?!" she demanded.
"Where is he?!"
Elizabeth's voice was steady, soothing.
"He's alive."
"He's resting right now. Safe."
"So stop. There's no reason to fight anymore."
Good thing I trusted my instincts and rushed here, Elizabeth thought grimly.
Being an Oracle definitely had its perks.
Sophie exhaled, her body trembling slightly as the tidal wave of rage retreated.
Her lightning disappeared.
Her eyes cooled.
And in a heartbeat, she returned to the calm, composed Sophie everyone knew.
But the others would never forget what they saw today.
The bloodthirsty Red Empress.
The face of unstoppable death.
Elizabeth turned to Damon, bowing her head slightly.
"We apologize for the disturbance, Teacher."
"We'll be leaving now."
She took Sophie's hand and pulled her away without hesitation.
Even if jealousy burned within her chest, Elizabeth would not harm what Noah cherished.
Not even if it hurt.
As they left, Sophie turned her head back, her voice low and cold.
"I remember all your faces."
"If we meet again..."
"You won't be so lucky."
Then she turned forward again and left with Elizabeth.
Elizabeth just smiled faintly.
Soon, they disappeared into the distance, leaving Damon alone with the terrified students.
Damon turned slowly, his eyes pinning Luke to the wall.
"Now... explain everything."
...
Meanwhile—
Sophie and Elizabeth walked silently through the shadowed halls.
"Why?" Sophie finally asked, her voice soft.
"Why did you help me?"
Elizabeth smiled faintly.
"Isn't it obvious?" she said lightly.
"I did it for Noah."
Sophie paused.
"Did you fall for him too?"
Elizabeth's smile twisted, turning dark, obsessive.
"Fall?"
She leaned close—too close—her silver eyes gleaming.
"I didn't just fall."
"I surrendered."
"I gave him everything."
"I belong to him. Mind, body, and soul."
She straightened, her eyes burning with madness and devotion.
"So when I sensed something wrong, I ran."
"Because Noah cares about you."
"And even though I want to tear apart any woman who gets close to him..."
"I won't."
"Because hurting you would mean hurting him. And that means Noah leaving me."
"And I can't survive without him."
Sophie stared at her silently, feeling the storm of emotions inside the girl before her.
She already knew Noah would have other wives.
But he had told her once—
"I'm the first," Sophie said with a small smirk.
"And the first always holds a special place."
Elizabeth's smile twitched.
"You might be the first..." she whispered.
"But you won't necessarily be the favorite."
"And I will be."
"Not with me still standing," Sophie replied sharply, her crimson eyes shining.
The two locked eyes, invisible sparks crackling between them.
After a few tense seconds—
"Fine," Elizabeth said lightly.
"Just don't cry when I win."
Sophie chuckled coldly.
"Noah told me once."
"All is fair in love and war."
"So don't expect me to play fair either."
Sophie walked ahead, determination burning inside her.
Elizabeth followed, unwilling to fall behind.
A silent war had begun between them.
A war for Noah's heart.
...
At that same moment—
Inside the grand church.
In the private office of Solaris, the Saintess.
She worked tirelessly, going through piles of documents, preparing for the bomb she would drop tomorrow.
Everything had to be perfect.
The Royal Family would be plunged into the deepest pit.
And the Campbell family—
"They're useless now," Solaris muttered, her eyes icy.
"If anyone finds out about our deal..."
Her gaze hardened.
"I'll silence them before they ruin me."
She picked up her pen to write another order—
But then—
Pop—!
Two figures appeared behind her, like ghosts.
Noah and Elira.
Noah grinned wickedly.
"Peekaboo~!"
Solaris's eyes widened in shock and horror.
Before she could even act—
Elira snapped her fingers.
Snap—!
Solaris disappeared—kidnapped without a trace.
The office fell silent.
Only a faint giggle from Noah remained.
—End of Chapter 80—
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HAREM STEALER: REBORN WITH THE GOD-TIER SHARING SYSTEMC81: The Saintess's despair
Chapter 81: Chapter 81: The Saintess's despair
Chapter 81 - The Saintess's Chains
They reappeared inside the endless white realm.
Solaris collapsed onto her knees instantly, white chains snapping around her.
But they didn't bind her body—
They bound her soul.
Solaris gasped, feeling her very existence shackled.
Elira's power wasn't something an SS-rank could resist.
Not even close.
It was a lucky thing that only the chosen Champions could intervene in this world's fight.
If outsiders could assist them, these overpowered monsters would have already torn the system apart.
Blood would flood the earth.
Solaris looked up, eyes wide with terror and disbelief.
She had never imagined this.
Being kidnapped, bound, and rendered helpless so easily.
Her heart pounded as her gaze locked onto two smiling faces.
Noah and Elira.
Both grinning.
"Hey again, Saintess," Noah said warmly, as if greeting an old friend.
"I didn't expect us to meet again so soon."
He chuckled lightly.
"How was the gift I left you? I really put a lot of effort into it."
His smile was sweet, almost genuine.
But Solaris felt only cold.
She struggled to think clearly. The shock, the pain—it blurred her mind.
But she was SS-rank.
A powerful existence.
She forced herself to calm down.
Quickly, she assessed the situation.
She had been kidnapped.
By Noah and Elira.
Her golden eyes hardened.
"Do you realize what you're doing?" she hissed.
Elira tilted her head playfully.
"Kidnapping?"
She laughed.
"Please. It's not even the first time. Won't be the last either."
Solaris's voice turned frigid.
"You're not just kidnapping anyone."
"You're kidnapping the Saintess—the chosen messenger of the Goddess of Light and Justice."
"You really think you'll survive this?"
A heavy silence fell.
Then Noah shrugged.
"Maybe we will, maybe we won't."
He crouched down in front of her, smiling so brightly it almost hurt.
"But one thing's for sure—"
"You definitely won't survive if you don't cooperate."
Elira grinned and clenched her fist.
Pain exploded inside Solaris.
A soul-deep, unbearable agony.
"Ugh—!"
She gritted her teeth, refusing to cry out more.
Noah clapped his hands lightly.
"Let's not drag this out."
"The Church will notice your absence soon, and then things will get... annoying."
He turned.
"Shadeva. Come out."
A pool of shadow peeled itself from beneath Solaris's feet, materializing into a tall woman with deathly pale skin and flowing black hair.
Shadeva.
An Original.
The first of her kind.
Even at A-rank, her mere existence bent the air around her.
Solaris's face paled.
"You—you were inside my shadow?!"
The realization made her shudder.
She had been watched this whole time.
Elira chuckled.
"My, my. Dear disciple, you really are full of surprises."
Noah just smiled.
"I'll explain later."
He leaned in close, his silver eyes gleaming.
"Listen carefully, Saintess."
"You felt the power hidden inside your shadow."
"You already know Elira's strength."
"And this realm?"
He spread his arms.
"Fully under Elira's control."
"You can't escape. You can't teleport. You can't even call for help."
"And even if you somehow did—"
He smiled wider.
"My shadow would latch onto yours and hunt you down instantly."
"And besides—"
His voice lowered to a whisper.
"I can feel it. I didn't completely sever your light affinity last time."
"But it's weakened."
"You're slower now. Vulnerable."
He tilted his head.
"So let's not pretend you have options."
"There are only two paths for you now."
"Either join us—and fight against your precious Goddess and the other invaders—"
"Or stay imprisoned here forever."
A pause.
"Or worse."
His grin sharpened.
"I kill you... and take your soul for myself."
Solaris trembled slightly, her mind racing.
Noah was right.
She tried to teleport out earlier.
Nothing happened.
She was trapped.
The Goddess would not intervene.
She knew that better than anyone.
The Goddess only cared about her true Chosen One.
Solaris clenched her fists, bitterness swelling inside her.
She was human after all.
In the face of true despair, even the strongest mortals falter.
Solaris gritted her teeth, forcing herself to raise her head. She was the Saintess—the living vessel of the Goddess's will. She had preached about hope, light, and unbreakable faith for decades. Was she really going to crumble the moment her own life was threatened?
No. She refused. Her pride as the Saintess roared against the despair gnawing at her heart.
But even pride couldn't shatter soul-chains. Even faith couldn't undo the reality wrapping around her like a vice.
For the first time in decades, Solaris tasted helplessness—and it was bitter beyond words.
Still—
She wasn't giving up yet.
"You said it yourself," Solaris said coldly.
"If you waste time here, the Church will notice my disappearance."
"And the problems you'll face then—"
"You won't like them."
Noah chuckled.
"You underestimate me, Saintess."
He pointed at Shadeva.
"She's a shadow. Formless. No limit."
"She can take your appearance perfectly."
"And even if that wasn't enough—"
He grinned wider.
"I have someone with perfect shapeshifting abilities too."
"So no," he said lazily.
"I'm not worried."
Solaris fell silent, her mind whirling.
She lowered her head, sighed softly.
"You still don't understand."
"My soul is linked to the Goddess."
"Even if I betray her, I won't be useful to you. I can't tell you anything."
She turned her golden eyes to Elira.
"You can manipulate souls well. I can tell."
"But this is different."
"My soul has been with her for decades."
"I can't defy her."
Noah's brow furrowed.
'This Goddess has a really bad habit of chaining people to her,' he thought irritably.
He turned to Elira.
"My dear," he said sweetly, "any ideas?"
Solaris flinched.
"W-What? My—?"
"Ah, shut up," Noah said, his tone suddenly cold.
"Nobody asked for your opinion."
"If you keep talking, I might just kill you now and save myself the headache."
He sighed in frustration.
It wasn't the same as Shadeva. The World Core didn't mind removing Shadeva's influence from his core.
But against a living Goddess?
It would be messy.
Shadeva spoke up suddenly.
"Bind her shadow."
Noah looked at her, intrigued.
"You are the Lord of Shadows," Shadeva said simply.
"Take her shadow."
"Once her shadow is yours—"
"You'll hold a part of her soul."
"And the Goddess?" Shadeva smiled coldly.
"She has no authority over shadows."
"Once you have a piece of her soul—"
"The rest will fall into your hands easily. Just take the other half of the her soul."
Shadeva's dark eyes glinted.
"And aren't you two already quite skilled in matters of souls?"
Elira smirked.
Noah paused.
Then laughed.
"Shadeva..."
He stood up dramatically, spreading his arms.
"Will you marry me?"
Shadeva blinked expressionlessly.
Elira rolled her eyes, but her lips twitched into a smile.
Solaris, chained on the ground, could only stare in horror.
What monsters had she fallen into the hands of?
—End of Chapter 81—
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