HAREM STEALER: REBORN WITH THE GOD-TIER SHARING SYSTEMC241: New Powers
Chapter 241: Chapter 241: New Powers
Chapter 241 – New Powers
DING!
[Applying the x10,000 effect.]
And so, it began.
The affinities.
[You have obtained the affinities: Void (Half-Ascension rank), Space (Half-Ascension rank), Light (Half-Ascension rank), Order (Half-Ascension rank), Justice (Half-Ascension rank), Shadow (Half-Ascension rank), Invisible (Half-Ascension rank).]
CRACK—!
The space around Noah shattered as the overwhelming surge of power erupted. Countless visions flickered in and out of existence, as if the affinities themselves were bleeding into reality—manifesting their presence, asserting their will.
In one breath, the world turned into unfathomable darkness.
In the next, it flooded with blinding divine light, as if Justice itself had taken root.
Then it became pure Void. Then Order. Then Invisible.
And on and on.
But through it all, Noah didn't even blink.
His gaze remained fixed, calm, focused—his entire being attuned to the new forces blooming within him. The moment he obtained them, he felt it—something was missing. But now wasn't the time to think about that.
He turned his attention back to the system.
The physiques—
[You have obtained the physique: Epitaph of the Unseen Emperor.]
[You have obtained the physique: The Prime Arbiter.]
[You have obtained the physique: Tenebris Monarch.]
[You have obtained the physique: Voidheart Sovereign.]
CRACK—!
His body cracked—his bones, his skin, his very structure writhing with unfamiliar forces—forces so vast they defied logic.
Noah remained expressionless.
He remained seated, cross-legged.
Still focused entirely on the panel before him.
The bloodlines—
[You have obtained the bloodline: The Eonian Tribunal.]
[You have obtained the bloodline: Nightborne Covenant.]
[You have obtained the bloodline: The Nihilblood Kin.]
And finally...
The Titles.
[You have obtained all the titles at x10,000 from all five women.]
Then without pause,
[Brace yourself. The transformation begins.]
Instantly, a pain unlike anything before exploded inside Noah.
Unfathomable.
His vision blurred, his consciousness shaken. His body twisted and contorted as new forces ripped through him. One moment, he looked like the Void itself—endless and silent. The next, he was divine light incarnate, with a sigil of scales burning on his forehead. Then came shadow—an abyss so dense it devoured the light itself.
One by one, and layer by layer, Noah felt his entire being reshape, evolve, ascend. He didn't scream. He didn't groan.
He clenched his jaw and endured.
The transformation dragged on—minute after excruciating minute—before it finally ceased.
Noah lay on the ground, breathing shallowly.
His body now held,alongside the Elysiari bloodline, three new bloodlines of such depth and strangeness they seemed to protest their own coexistence.
The Elysiari bloodline, in particular, throbbed in agitation.
Noah gave a weak smile.
"Just wait until I finish... and you'll eat to your heart's content," he whispered.
As if understanding him, the agitation stilled immediately.
He chuckled faintly, then focused again.
There was something bothering him. Something subtle, but unmistakable.
The affinities.
"What's Half-Ascension rank?" he asked aloud, "And why do I feel it's... not complete?"
[The Ascension Rank is the stage that comes after Transformation Rank.]
[At Transformation Rank, you embody the affinity—you become it. But at Ascension Rank, you go beyond that.]
[You take the affinity and transcend it—unlocking a unique, personal evolution.]
[For example, if you reach Transformation with Fire, you become Fire. But at Ascension, that Fire may evolve into something like Soulfire—a flame that burns only the soul.]
[It is not a talent. It is not a skill. It is an affinity that has broken past its limitations and birthed a higher, unique version of itself.]
[So for your affinities to reach the Ascension rank, you have to choose each of them their evolution path.]
Noah listened closely.
His eyes slowly lit with realization.
Still, he asked for confirmation, "And if you create a brand-new affinity... will it be available for others to use?"
[Only if you allow it. As a World Dominator, you can erase or add affinities to the world you control.]
[And if you allow others to use your new affinity—you will benefit. Their insights will flow back to you, strengthening you.]
[This also applies when you create laws and bind them to your world—or, later, the entire universe.]
[And yes, Ascension-rank affinities can help you forge your Law. They can be the very foundation.]
[And at Law Creator Rank, you no longer wield affinities... you wield Laws.]
[If you do not transform your affinities into laws, then you will lose them.]
Noah fell silent.
His eyes closed briefly, his thoughts swirling.
"This is getting complicated," he murmured inwardly.
But it wasn't. Not really.
At Ascension, he would create his own version of an affinity—say, Soulfire—and then eventually evolve it into the Law of Soulfire.
That was the path forward.
Clean.
Straight.
The only problem?
Noah had too many affinities.
"This is hell," he thought, already tired just imagining the task ahead.
But that didn't mean he would surrender to it.
No. If the issue was having too many affinities,
Then he would create one affinity that encompassed all of them.
He had the Aeon Vein for that. But it was no longer enough.
He needed to evolve it. Sharpen it. Transcend it.
Just the thought made his mood improve.
He stood again, then sat cross-legged with renewed focus.
"First, let's copy the talents," he said to himself. "Then fuse all the bloodlines into mine. Then all the physiques into my Prime Physique."
"And after that... create one unique affinity to house all the rest."
He paused for a moment.
"And then..."
"I'll make life-saving talents, barriers, artifacts, and anything else I can think of—for my wives and my close ones."
He had learned his lesson with Sari.
He wouldn't repeat the same mistake.
But—
"I don't think that's enough..."
"Should I create a new type of being—one that holds a fragment of my power—and assign them to their shadows to guard them?"
"No... Still not enough."
"...Maybe I could make their souls undying. And their bodies untouchable—unless I'm the one touching them..."
Noah frowned, thinking deeper.
"...But I don't think I have that kind of power yet."
"Fuck it."
He continued brainstorming for two whole hours, determined to ensure their safety.
After that, when he had collected a satisfying list of ideas and solutions, Noah finally began.
"Copy all the talents from these five—unless I already have them."
He activated Copycat.
And so—
"Soulfade, Celestial Vein Sight, Child of Nihilism, Throne of Shadows, Judgment of Light..."
He muttered the new talents, one after another.
All of them pulsed inside him, radiant and immense.
All of them,
Paragon Rank.
—End of Chapter 241—
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HAREM STEALER: REBORN WITH THE GOD-TIER SHARING SYSTEMC242: Spankmaster
Chapter 242: Chapter 242: Spankmaster
Chapter 242 – Spankmaster
"Ah... I missed this feeling," Noah muttered as he closed his eyes, his expression blooming into pure, unfiltered ecstasy.
He had missed this. The rush of power. The thrill of growth. That orgasmic sensation of getting stronger by sharing the hard-earned efforts of others.
But this? This was still not enough.
Noah wouldn't be satisfied, not truly, until he could share the rank of the women he bonded with.
Can you imagine it?
Him, strolling casually through the vast universe, through galaxies and profane realms, and accidentally crossing paths with a woman who could slap him to death with a flick of her finger?
Then, with that signature smile, that dangerous charm, he gets into her heart, bonds with her, and shares her rank..
...before dragging her into a bed and spanking her until her ass is bright red.
Just like spankmaster.
Can you imagine that?
Or walking into some demonic realm of unspeakable horror, finding a woman who is death incarnate, making her his maid and sharing her rank...
...and then thrusting deep inside her while all his maids watches?
Ah...
The more Noah thought about the possibilities, the more determined he became to evolve his system.
Waiting for Law Creator rank? Far too slow.
And patience was not exactly Noah's strongest trait.
If he wanted something, he wanted it now.
No compromise.
"I need to find worthy materials," Noah muttered, already thinking, scheming.
He had even considered using Origins... but those were already promised to his women.
He had to pivot.
"Maybe... if I find an Origin none of them are attuned to, I could give it to the system..." he thought, almost tempted but then shook his head.
If he gave it, he wouldn't be able to share it.
No deal.
"Guess I'll just have to find something else. Something that stands at that level."
And once his little fantasy, daydream, and conclusion wrapped up,
Noah returned to action.
First task: fuse the new bloodlines into his Elysiari core.
But before that...
He closed his eyes, slipping into a razor-sharp state of focus.
Now that he knew the rank beyond EX-Unique, he wanted all of his talents to hit that level.
But one in particular mattered more than all the others,
Ultimate Fusion.
It was the talent. The one that made his bloodline possible. The one that birthed the Elysiari and the Vaelgrims.
It was the foundation. The cornerstone.
And Noah would give it the respect it deserved by evolving it.
He had done it once.
Doing it a second time should be much easier, especially for someone like him.
And so he began.
The process was smoother now, faster. His understanding was deeper, sharper, more instinctive.
And finally, at the end of it, a new panel shimmered into existence:
[Omni-Synthesis]
[You can fuse anything between heaven and earth—even Laws, Concepts, powers, living beings... anything.
Your only limitation is the material needed for the synthesis.]
[This talent is semi-sentient.]
Noah whistled.
He couldn't help it.
"I live for this..." he murmured, a crooked smile playing on his lips.
Now it was time.
"Fuse the three new bloodlines into my Elysiari one. Elevate it to the max."
Immediately, he felt the shift within.
His bloodline expanded, deepened, evolved.
It wasn't perfect.
Not yet.
But it had taken another step closer to perfection, closer to absoluteness.
And Noah just sat there, breathing in the feeling of evolution.
The rush. The expansion. The gain.
New abilities bloomed within him—skills born from the merged bloodlines.
Three new skills,
Eye of Absolute Judgment, Shadow's Favorite and Void Embrace.
"Not bad. Not bad at all," Noah murmured.
Eye of Absolute Judgment: an active skill that allowed him to judge others, not by some external measure, but based purely on his own moral compass. Twisted or not, his judgment would always stand.
Shadow's Favorite: a passive skill that gave him the status of an Original in the eyes of all shadows. He didn't need to be one he just was one.
A cheat, plain and simple.
Void Embrace: another passive, wrapping Noah in an invisible layer of null void that could absorb attacks up to a certain level. Silent. Defensive. Deadly.
And these were his alone.
He could maybe create watered-down versions for his race, but never at this level.
"Ah... this power-up is taking long, isn't it?" Noah smirked. "Let's wrap it up cleanly."
"One affinity. Only one."
"One that encompasses everything."
He inhaled slowly, then gave the command.
Low, steady, absolute—
"Do it, Omni-Synthesis."
The semi-sentient talent understood his will without needing explanation.
Instantly, he felt it.
His former Aeon Vein was being dismantled, deconstructed and reforged into something new. Something greater.
All of his affinities gathered.
All of them began to fuse.
The process was slow.
Painfully slow.
But the magnitude of power involved was...
Astronomical.
After all, this wasn't simple fusion.
This was the act of creating a new affinity—a culmination of dozens of affinities, almost all of them already at Transformation rank and some of them half-Ascension rank.
Something so absurdly complex that even most beings in the universe couldn't comprehend the steps involved.
Creating an affinity like this wasn't something you do overnight.
And though Noah wasn't known for his patience...
If it was for something this important?
He could be a monk.
He could out-wait gods.
So he waited.
And waited.
And after five long hours...
DING!
The system chimed.
Noah opened his eyes—white, runic eyes that seemed to hold the patience of eternity.
He sighed dramatically.
"I was so close, system... another minute and I would've become a legitimate monk," he said with a smirk.
But the system had no time for banter.
[Primordial Affinity – Semi-Primordial Rank]
[This is the affinity that holds all the affinities you had until now.
You can use all of them flawlessly.]
Noah read it, and a subtle grin spread across his face.
"Yes... exactly what I wanted."
And with that, he wasted no time.
He began creating safeguards.
Barriers.
Life-saving talents.
Artifacts.
Protections for his women. For his family. For the ones who mattered.
Because after what happened with Sari?
He would never make that mistake again.
And once that was done?
He smiled darkly.
'Let's make this realm bleed.'
—End of Chapter 242—
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HAREM STEALER: REBORN WITH THE GOD-TIER SHARING SYSTEMC243: Kill.
Chapter 243: Chapter 243: Kill.
Chapter 243 – Kill.
Time blurred as Noah prepared himself to the best of his abilities, to ensure that this time, his loved ones would be properly protected.
He had created talents, artifacts, even literal living beings that held small fragments of his power, all to shield them.
He used every drop of knowledge he had, everything he could muster. And once it was all done, Noah stood calmly in the center of his training ground, surrounded by objects so valuable that the past Laeh might've declared war on every race for them.
He inhaled, then exhaled, his expression clearly tired.
No matter his rank, creating dozens of talents and beings wasn't something easy—not even for his mind.
So he materialized a bed and lay down on it calmly, slowing down time within his training room. But even that wasn't needed.
Because Laeh, once again, had stopped time across the entire world to let Noah rest properly.
Best sister ever.
...
At the very core of Laeh, Noelle stood beside a small-looking girl, both of them watching a screen with quiet affection.
Time didn't affect Noelle, her power allowed her to ignore it. But even so,
"I don't think you need to stop the whole world's time every time he sleeps or needs something, you know?" Noelle said with a soft smile as she looked at Laeh.
"Stopping time halts the world's evolution. It might be subtle, almost negligible, but if you keep doing it, it'll eventually affect your growth too."
She paused and stayed silent.
But Laeh didn't even blink at her words. Her full attention remained on the peacefully sleeping Noah.
His chest rose and fell in a soft, rhythmic pattern.
He looked so cute. He was cute.
She smiled lovingly, then finally spoke.
"I don't really care if the world's evolution stops. As long as Big Brother feels good, I'm fine either way."
Then she turned her head and looked Noelle in the eyes.
"After all, what does it matter if mundane people evolve, if the owner of the whole world is stressed or suffering?"
She shook her head, so adorably that Noelle almost pinched her cheeks, but refrained for the sake of the serious conversation.
"It doesn't matter. And you must know, if Noah evolves, I evolve too. So yes, I'll stop time across the whole world, as long as he needs it."
"Because he's my lucky star... and I need him to always shine brightly."
At her words, a subtle smile appeared on Noelle's face.
She had seen many things in her life—things few others could comprehend. She had traveled to places far beyond ordinary limits. She had met beings most people could never imagine.
That included the Wills of worlds.
She had even seen a Prime World's Will, something almost no one could claim.
And because of that experience, she found herself endlessly fascinated by Laeh.
This was the first World Will she'd ever seen so full of emotion. One that was willing to endanger the entire world for a single individual.
Something no other Will would ever consider because their identity came from the countless mundane lives that lived within them.
But Noelle understood why.
It was simple, really.
Laeh was inside Noah. He'd made her possible. And more than that, they had a history.
It was... interesting.
And the more time passed, the more Noelle found herself growing attached to this strange world.
Which is why—
"Will you help him in the battle, Big Sister Noelle?" Laeh asked, eyes still locked on Noah.
Noelle smiled gently.
"If he asks for my help, then of course I will."
"That's the least I can do, considering the hospitality I've received, right?"
"You're the best, Big Sister!" Laeh exclaimed, suddenly throwing herself at Noelle for a hug,
Thud.
Laeh landed face-first on the ground.
She raised her head slowly, glaring up at Noelle, who stood above her, sipping tea like nothing happened.
Laeh pouted adorably.
"Why, Big Sister? I just wanted to hug you..."
Her voice and expression were filled with betrayal.
But Noelle only shrugged.
"I told you to stop diving at me while I drink tea. Do you know how long it took Dominique to farm this blend?"
She shook her head, sighing in mock disappointment like an elder scolding spoiled children.
"Kids these days. Ungrateful."
Laeh's lips twitched in barely restrained irritation, but she held back, knowing full well that Noelle would twist every single word she said.
Noelle smirked.
She loved teasing her.
Even if the feeling wasn't mutual.
...
Meanwhile,
All across the world, people were preparing to fight.
They had been informed of the battle to come and so, they got ready.
The former Beast King, King Mbam, stood before trillions of soldiers all of them Elysiari, including himself.
Slowly, he raised his voice.
"ARE YOU READY?"
"YES!"
"ARE YOU READY FOR BLOOD AND DEATH?"
"YES!"
"THEN LET'S SHOW THEM. LET'S SHOW THEM THE MIGHT OF THE ELYSIARI AND THE VAELGRIMS!"
"YES, GOLDEN COMMANDER!"
The space around them trembled from the sheer volume of their cries. Their eyes were sharp, their faces grim. Determined.
And they weren't the only ones.
Across the world, every actor was preparing.
Eric. Malrik. Rouge. Lucius.
Even the former beast twins, Ray and Domy.
All of them were ready.
Ready to fight for their world.
Ready to bleed for it.
Ready to die for it.
At this point, they were laser-focused.
They had already felt what it meant to lose their home and the guilt and pain that came with it. You'd think they'd feel some compassion for the Shadow Realm.
But they didn't.
In fact... they wanted it to bleed. Badly.
What a bloodthirsty bunch.
...
Noah reappeared in the waiting room, having finished his nap and feeling completely refreshed.
All the women were there. Even Noelle.
He looked at them and smiled.
"You ready, my dears?"
At his question, they all smiled at the same time.
A smile full of thick, murderous intent.
And slowly, in perfect sync, they opened their mouths—
"Kill."
That was it.
One word.
But that single word was enough.
Because it described exactly what they were going to do.
Kill.
Without mercy. Without hesitation. Without question.
And so,
The battle against the shadows... was finally about to begin.
—End of Chapter 243—
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