HAREM STEALER: REBORN WITH THE GOD-TIER SHARING SYSTEMC278: When Providence Whispers
Chapter 278: Chapter 278: When Providence Whispers
Chapter 278 – When Providence Whispers
"Help me find our little sibling, will you?" Asaemon asked as he grinned wide, looking like a child eager to go outside and buy new toys to play with.
Something Aurelia knew very much, as she was the one who understood this unpredictable and thrill-seeking man better than anyone in this damned universe.
And that's exactly why—
"I won't help you," Aurelia said while shaking her delicate and beautiful head, making Asaemon's grin freeze.
"What..? But why, sister?" he asked, genuinely confused as to why he was getting a 'no' for such a simple task.
"Why you ask? Because I know you'll cause problems once you do. You'll probably take the youngest and go to some ancient race and fight them just for fun... or maybe enter some forbidden land just to create some deep, lasting bond..."
She glared at him with growing irritation.
"...just like what you did with me," she finished, her tone sharp and flat.
She had been truly naive back then.
So happy to find out there was another being like her that she accepted Asaemon's stupid proposal of entering a territory belonging to a Law Creator, while they were still at World Dominator rank, just for the sake of bonding.
She regretted that decision immensely, and till this day, she couldn't help but curse her own wide-eyed enthusiasm.
Asaemon just grinned, clearly proud of the chaos he caused.
"Let's be honest, it was fun, sister. We killed that void octopus monster and all its minions. Hahaha, thanks to that I even got his power now."
"Hahahahahah!"
Asaemon laughed loudly, throwing his head back, as if recalling a fond childhood memory, completely oblivious—or perhaps just indifferent—to Aurelia's visible exasperation.
She sighed deeply and chose to ignore him, the way one might ignore an excited dog who just destroyed half the living room.
Eventually, Asaemon stopped laughing and turned back to her, this time with a pleading glint in his eyes.
"Are you really not going to help me?"
"Yes," she answered simply.
"Are you sure?" he asked again, voice teasing now.
Aurelia paused, something in her gut told her she wasn't going to like whatever came next, but still...
"Yes."
Asaemon just shrugged casually.
"Guess you wouldn't mind me staying here then, sister. Where are your lovely beasts again? Let me go say hello to those fairies you love so much," he said with a smirk as he stood from his conjured chair, stretching lazily as if getting ready for a stroll.
Immediately, a profound aura erupted from every inch of the realm.
It wasn't chaotic. It wasn't beastly.
It was calm and serene.
But the longer you stayed under it, the more you felt something slipping away from you—something essential, something tied to your very existence.
Asaemon smiled at the sensation.
"So sensitive," he muttered, casually shielding himself with his own chaotic aura before beginning his walk toward the direction of the fairies.
Aurelia sighed again, for the nth time.
This is why she didn't want to deal with Asaemon.
He always found a way to get what he wanted. Always. No matter what.
Even if she knew he wouldn't hurt her fairies...
'...but he might traumatize my cute little fairies,' she thought grimly.
"Fine. I'll help you," she finally relented, her voice heavy.
Immediately, Asaemon was back in his chair like he had never moved, grinning up at her like a child who just got promised candy.
It was cute.
But to Aurelia, it was anything but that.
"Please go on," Asaemon said with mock politeness, waving his hand toward her.
She sighed and softly closed the book in her hand. It disappeared instantly.
Then another one appeared.
This one was different. It didn't radiate power. It didn't pulse with threat.
It was a simple golden book... with a very strange title.
"Records Theft," Asaemon read aloud, his grin twitching.
He didn't quite believe such a thing should exist.
The ability to steal the records of any being.
To steal a specific moment of someone's life. Their skill awakening. Their ascension. Their battle experience. All of it—ripped from the records of their existence and added to hers.
She could even steal their rank. Their understanding. Their bloodline potential.
Each life was recorded, every single second of it... and she could just flip through it like a librarian choosing which book to burn or to learn from.
'I wonder how patient she has to be to not steal from me...' Asaemon thought, smiling faintly.
But he knew. It wasn't patience.
It was love.
'Heheheh, such a shy and loving sister. I can't wait to find the youngest so we can both bother her,' Asaemon thought evilly, even as his expression remained as innocent as ever.
Aurelia flipped to a specific page.
"This one will do," she whispered, and at once her eyes changed becoming pure white.
She raised her gaze to the sky, and what she saw was a storm of threads.
Billions of them, all weaving, coiling, crossing and weaving again in a dance too vast for normal minds to comprehend.
Time stopped in her world.
Nothing else existed but the threads and the flood of information pouring into her mind.
Without wasting time, she raised her hand and began to sift through them.
"Abomination."
She tried to find any thread labeled as such, hoping to pinpoint the youngest through their nature.
She found Asaemon immediately, of course. That idiot never hid himself.
But the youngest...?
'Nothing...?'
She frowned.
She tried again, searching not for their identity, but for their actions.
'Creator of the new faction.'
Still nothing.
Now truly intrigued, she shifted the search again—not for the creator... but for the members.
And that...
That's when something started to happen.
She saw silver-haired women. With unique powers. Powerful, confident, evolving fast.
Curiosity bloomed deeper in her chest as she leaned closer, trying to peer into their records, trying to get even just a sliver more of information and...
A voice.
Deep. Resonant. Timeless.
Echoing not into her ears, but into her very being.
"How daring to spy on my wives."
Space cracked.
Time froze harder than it had ever frozen before... then shattered.
The ability cut off.
It wasn't broken by a technique. It wasn't countered by skill.
The ability itself refused to be used.
Because at that moment... it was the owner of Providence who had spoken.
And when Providence speaks...
Fate is bound.
Destiny kneels.
And Causality bends.
—End of Chapter 278—
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Chapter 279: Chapter 279: Clues
Chapter 279 – Clues
After the end of the battle, Noah and the girls were back in Laeh in order to rest after such a long time preparing for war and the battle itself.
But it looked like the women didn't have the same definition of rest as Noah.
Noah was thinking of going to bed and indulging himself in the simple activities of mortals, meaning sleeping, cuddling, maybe teasing someone softly before sleeping again and that was it.
But the women?
They wanted to indulge themselves in the rawest sense possible.
They wanted to be fucked after such a hard fight, needed to feel his dick inside of them, filling them completely as their minds turned blank, as they moaned in pure ecstasy, forgetting who they were for a moment, surrendering to nothing but the overwhelming pleasure of being taken by him again and again and again.
But before they even had the time to go in his room naked, legs open wide, their pussies dripping wet with anticipation, ready to throw away all self-restraint—
"Can you all wait till I'm done?" Shadeva asked gently, as she looked at the women who could already be considered naked.
They only had a single piece of underwear covering their soaked pussies. Nothing else.
Their breasts were bare, proud and beautiful, some of them heavy and full, others in that perfect middle size that begged to be gripped and sucked, and some smaller and perky, fitting flawlessly with their toned bodies.
A breathtaking sight, so many different types of women, ready to be fucked together, one would think they'd be stealing glances at each other with desire, but how could they?
They were only thinking of Noah's cock right now.
And as for their expressions...
It was like someone had made them chew on a dead fly.
Twisted, disgusted, irritated—not at Shadeva but at the thought of delaying the only thing they wanted right now.
"Shadeva... have mercy on us... we're dying to taste his dick. We'll be fast, we swear." Dominique pleaded, wearing a light pink underwear that somehow made her look even more desperate.
"Yes, can't you wait a little more? We just need a taste, just a taste, and then he's yours," Alice added, completely selfish for asking this, but who cared?
Only Selene, Emily, Elira, Justicia, and Christelle remained silent, pretending to uphold the image of calm and reserved MILFs in a group full of absolute degenerates.
"You can just come with us and do it at the same time," Anya said with a teasing smile.
"I mean yes, why not? You've already seen us being fucked anyway," Red added with a wicked grin.
Neko, Elizabeth, and Zara said nothing—not because they weren't horny too, but because they understood Shadeva wanted her first time with Noah to be private, just like each of them once did.
In truth, they all understood her.
But they were... horny.
Even Sophie and Aphasia, the usual voices of logic and reason, didn't say a damn word in Shadeva's defense.
Realizing these girls were now slaves to their libido and weren't going to listen to reason, Shadeva decided to be a bit more aggressive.
"I'm not giving you a choice," she said with a grin, as her shadow spread out in all directions, covering the entire room they were in.
The girls blinked, dumbfounded.
"Damn Shadeva? Who knew you were this horny? You ready to fight us just to be the first one to be fucked?"
"Hahahaha! I knew she was just like us. Acting like a saint this whole time..."
Shadeva's lips twitched,a little bit annoyed, but she didn't respond and was just about to summon her shadows when—
Their faces suddenly changed.
From lustful and playful to deadly serious.
Their auras erupted wildly, so wildly that the entire white castle they were inside of was obliterated before thought could catch up.
"WHO DARES?" Anya roared, and the atmosphere collapsed around her as raw power surged chaotically into the heavens and beneath the ground.
They had just been spied on.
Someone dared to peer through dimensions and realms into their very beings, into this intimate moment.
A crime none of them would allow.
But before they could act—
"How daring to spy on my wives," Noah's voice echoed across the entirety of Laeh, shaking the world to its foundation, erasing the spying sensation instantly from their bodies, their minds, their souls.
And that voice...it didn't just end there.
It reached her.
...
Aurelia stepped back as the ability forcibly deactivated itself like a frightened beast, trembling before a predator it couldn't even understand.
She looked up at the sky, a slow smile forming on her lips.
"How interesting... how so interesting..." she muttered, that familiar spark in her eyes, the spark of a bookworm who just stumbled across a rare manuscript, a hidden gem among the rubble of ordinary stories.
That kind of joy—the kind that made you ready to skip sleep, food, obligations, just to bury yourself in it.
That was what she was feeling now.
"What happened?" Asaemon asked at the side, watching her with a strange look.
"Why are you smiling like this? Did you find the youngest? Is that it?" he asked, leaning forward slightly, hope flickering in his voice.
"Well... not really," Aurelia answered, still smiling.
Asaemon tilted his head, suspicious.
"Then why the fuck are you smiling, sister?"
"I just found something interesting."
"And even if I didn't find him, I learned some things about the youngest."
"Oh?" Asaemon perked up, his grin returning. "And what are they?"
"For one, he's a male. And it seems he's the lustful type... he has many wives."
She didn't even know how many. Just that they were many. More than what should be allowed.
"Hm... so I have a little brother. That's perfect. I was getting tired of you, honestly," he said with a shrug, making Aurelia's expression twitch violently.
"And as for his lustful nature?" Asaemon grinned even wider.
"That's perfect! I'll just bring him to the place where the most beautiful women are, let him pick whoever he wants. Or..." he paused, thoughtful,
"Maybe he likes strong and special women? Then I'll have to pick a few from each race, introduce him, give him options. Can't mess up the bonding."
He looked at Aurelia, who was now looking at him like he was the most disgusting thing alive.
He shrugged.
"You can't blame me, sister. I'm fulfilling my role as the big brother. You should try it too."
"Don't you have some female friends? Be useful for once," he finished, looking at her like she was the one useless sibling here.
Aurelia sighed. Loudly. Heavily.
Lunatic. That's what he was.
"You talk as if you'll find him easily."
"The youngest's power seems to be tied to fate, destiny, and even causality. No... I think it's something higher. Something above those three."
"If he wants to hide, finding him won't be easy."
Asaemon nearly collapsed, ready to cry from frustration.
But before the awkward scene could escalate into madness—
"But..." Aurelia said, lips curling slightly. "I have some clues."
She tilted her head and smiled.
"Wanna hear them?"
—End of Chapter 279—
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Chapter 280: Chapter 280: People crave what they lack
Chapter 280 – People crave what they lack
"Wanna know them?" Aurelia asked, and without much surprise, Asaemon nodded eagerly.
Aurelia smiled as she slowly sat back on the lush, green grass, her delicate body folding gracefully, making herself comfortable in that casual yet regal way she always had when she knew she held knowledge no one else did.
"I told you I think the youngest's power is related to fate and others, and that's why it was not so easy to find him."
Asaemon nodded in understanding, sinking into his chair made of fleshy roots that adjusted themselves to fit his frame like a loyal beast.
"But I also told you that he had many wives. They were protected by some kind of power, but that power was clearly not enough to hide from my skill and so..."
She smiled quietly, eyes distant.
"...I was able to see some things. Some truly interesting things, but I guess what you want to know is their location."
Asaemon nodded again, annoyed but quiet, thinking his sister was just deliberately taking her time to answer one damn single question—but he stayed silent, not wanting to ruin this moment that might finally lead them to their mysterious youngest.
"I couldn't see it clearly," she said, her voice still calm, "but from what I saw in their recent past... they were in a space full of shadows."
The moment Aurelia said those words, Asaemon's eyes lit up in recognition, the realization hitting him like a beam of light through fog.
"The Shadow Realm!" he exclaimed with joy, slamming his hands on the fleshy armrests of his throne.
"If it's the Shadow Realm, then it's fine. I once met Shadow, I bet he'll let me in if I ask nicely."
"Hahahaha!" he laughed loudly, already rising to his feet, itching to go there immediately, to storm the realm if necessary just to meet the brother he'd never known he wanted.
"I told you I wasn't sure," Aurelia said flatly, watching him with a tired gaze.
"And seeing that he sensed me already, he'll probably hide, for whatever reason."
Asaemon groaned loudly before slowly sitting back down, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.
"Why didn't you just tell him that we're his elder siblings dying to meet him?" he grumbled as he fell deep into thought.
"You say his power is tied to fate and all that," he said after a pause, "so it means if you try to spy on him or those close to him, he'll sense it."
"And if that's the case... then why not just talk to him directly? Tell him who we are? I doubt he'd refuse to meet us if he knew."
Aurelia blinked.
Her eyes widened slightly as she turned to look at him with the disbelief only an older sister could have when she suddenly realized her dumb, reckless little brother might've just said something smart.
"You... you actually used your brain, little brother," she whispered, the shock in her voice enough to cause stars to collapse from shame.
Yes.
That kind of mind-shattering disbelief.
Asaemon's lips twitched violently.
"Just do what I said and stop wasting time," he snapped, choosing to be the bigger man and let the insult slide.
What an exemplary brother he was.
Aurelia grinned mockingly but said nothing as she reopened her golden book—Records' Theft—her fingers brushing softly against the cover before flipping it open again, her mind focused on the task.
She selected the same skill as before, her will firm, her presence steady—
"Huh...?" she muttered, her head tilting slightly as if confused.
"Did... did you just refuse to be activated?" she asked, dumbfounded.
Not because a skill shouldn't have awareness—no, she had seen far stranger things than that.
But because this one dared refuse her, Aurelia, The First Abomination.
"Refuse one more time, and you'll see what I'll do to you," she warned, and her voice—calm just a moment ago—shifted into something ancient, something absolute, something cold and terrifying enough to make the very threads of fate shake around her in fright.
She activated it again.
This time it obeyed.
No hesitation.
What a cowardly skill.
She didn't waste a single second and immediately sought out the members of the new faction.
She saw the same silver-haired women, but this time she couldn't see anything more—only strands of silver, their faces hidden, their powers cloaked.
But her goal wasn't to look at them.
It was—
"It looks like a provocation to me," a deep voice echoed through the thread-filled space.
The skill almost shut itself down again in pure dread, but Aurelia's earlier promise of violent reprisal kept it barely functioning.
And then—
In that timeless space, filled with countless threads weaving and writhing in mystic harmony, those same threads suddenly began to twist and converge, weaving together like puppeteer's string until they formed the silhouette of a man.
Seconds passed, and a figure stood before her.
His facial features were veiled in thread and light, hidden yet... oddly radiant.
And even then, people would instinctively know that he was beautiful.
The man, Noah, looked at Aurelia with curiosity.
Not suspicion, not hostility. Just pure, unfiltered curiosity.
Because he hadn't sensed any malicious intent. This woman, whoever she was, didn't come to fight or threaten.
She had come to call.
That's exactly why he had answered.
Aurelia looked at him, smiling gently.
"You're quite difficult to contact, youngest," she said softly.
The moment he heard the word youngest, Noah's mind sparked, connecting everything in a flash, analyzing the implications.
He looked at her again, a bit longer this time, before tilting his head just slightly.
"...Abominations?" he asked, his voice calm but sharp.
She nodded once.
"I'm Aurelia. The First Abomination."
"And I'm Asaemon, The Second Abomination," Asaemon's voice boomed across the space as he appeared beside her, his body stepping smoothly into the domain of woven fate.
He looked at Noah with a grin so wide it could tear his face in two.
"Pretty cool, youngest. Your power seems very interesting."
Noah stood there, quiet.
It was all unexpected.
He had been chilling in his room moments ago, popcorn in hand, watching as his wives argued and prepared to destroy the castle just to be the first to ride him and now this?
This strange, surreal moment?
How absurd... and yet...
He didn't hate it.
They were calling him youngest. They looked at him with something he didn't expect from other people except his wives. Something close to... familial affection.
And thanks to his Providence—thanks to the fusion of fate, destiny, and causality that allowed him to read the very truths of those around him—Noah knew they weren't lying.
They meant no harm.
They just wanted to meet him.
And strangely enough... that stirred something in him.
Noah had never had siblings. Not in his past life, not in this one. He had always been an only child.
It had its perks as he got all the love, all the resources, all the attention.
But people crave what they lack.
Even him.
He had always wondered what it would be like to have siblings. Someone to annoy, someone to rely on, someone to fight and laugh with—someone who wasn't a parent or a lover.
And now...
His lips curled into a faint smile.
A strange smile as his face was made of threads but still, it was one both Aurelia and Asaemon could feel deep in their bones.
Then his voice echoed across the thread realm, calm, smooth, oddly warm.
"Well..."
"Nice to meet you, dear siblings."
And so...
Noah finally met his self-proclaimed siblings.
—End of Chapter 280—
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Chapter 281: Chapter 281: Definitely.
Chapter 281 – Definitely.
"Well, nice to meet you, dear siblings," Noah said warmly as he observed Aurelia and Asaemon respectively.
Aurelia was truly a beauty—the kind of beauty that would put shame into practically any woman in the universe, and that's even when compared to his wives, and the Records know how beautiful they were.
She had long, luxurious, silky green hair that reached her lower back, and each strand of that hair looked like it held within it hundreds of cosmoses, thousands of realms, realities and concepts woven in between the glow of starlight and ink of wisdom.
Then there were her golden eyes... and what a beauty they were, because just by looking into them, it felt like staring into the depths of unfathomable knowledge, a kind of knowledge not simply acquired but earned—earned after eons of reading books, tomes, scriptures and fragments from forgotten civilizations across all the universe.
But it wasn't just knowledge.
There was also wisdom.
Her eyes were heavy.
Aurelia truly exuded the aura of a calm, serene sister—one who knew too much, said too little, and always smiled as if she already read the ending of the story and was simply waiting for the world to catch up.
Noah then turned his gaze toward Asaemon, with his blood-red hair that dripped like crimson ink and black eyes filled with a mischievous glint that was both sharp and ancient, a spark of untamable energy radiating from every fiber of his being, as if he was the kind of brother who would flip entire universes upside down just to see what happens.
His aura, his posture, his smirk—everything about Asaemon screamed wildness.
He looked like a big brother who would set fire to his little brother's room, then laugh and hand him a water bucket two hours later.
And while Noah was observing them, they too were observing him—but given the strange, thread-like state Noah's body was currently in, they couldn't really deduce much about his appearance, presence, or power.
And that's why...
"Why don't we meet?" Asaemon asked, voice eager, his tone like someone who couldn't sit still. "I mean, face-to-face and not... this."
"Yes. You look interesting, youngest. Especially your power," Aurelia added softly, finding Noah's aura intriguing, even fascinating.
Because if even fate, destiny, and causality were cowering before him... then what kind of force was he?
And for Aurelia, who devoured knowledge like food, it was impossible not to want to know more.
She wanted to learn everything.
She wanted to touch the Records of all things, to hold the stories of every being in her palm, and maybe, just maybe, it was that hunger that had given her the power she had today...
The power to see, understand, and steal the Records of others.
At that moment, instinctively, Aurelia felt the urge to peer into Noah's Records.
But before her thoughts fully solidified into action—
"Meeting? Why not?" Noah's voice rang out, interrupting her.
"I've always been curious about my seniors. I've heard many things about you, especially the part where all the universe are afraid of you... and because of that, I, the youngest and still weak, am being targeted by everyone."
He shook his head lightly.
"You've made my life quite difficult, dear siblings. Couldn't you have been more low-profile? Like me?"
There was no hostility in his tone, but the complaint was real enough.
Immediately, Aurelia pointed a finger straight at Asaemon.
"It's him," she said with a blank face and no shame whatsoever.
Asaemon looked betrayed. "Really? Not even a second of hesitation?"
"There's nothing to hesitate," Aurelia replied coldly before turning to Noah again.
"This guy is the cause of all your problems, youngest. He's always provoking beings for no reason, tricking them into fighting just to see who wins or sometimes just to be a pain."
"You're one to talk," Asaemon scoffed. "Didn't you destroy hundreds of worlds because you didn't like how a book ended?"
"And let's not forget how you forcefully made two mortal enemies fall in love just because you wanted to see your beloved 'enemies to lovers' trope in real-time?"
"And also—!"
"Shut up," Aurelia snapped, glaring at him with eyes that could rip out thoughts and kill gods.
Asaemon smirked, unbothered.
"See, youngest? Don't let her serene act fool you. She's a witch. A witch, I'm telling you."
Noah laughed.
"Hahahaha! That's wild. Destroying worlds over a book ending? Damn, Sister, next time just kill the author."
"And you, Brother? Provoking people for fun? That's... honestly, that's the pastime of a strong man."
He shook his head, still laughing with genuine amusement.
And seeing how Noah didn't blame them but instead joined their rhythm, joked with them and even encouraged their madness, both Aurelia and Asaemon smiled wide.
The youngest was definitely someone they could get along with, no doubt about it.
And then—
"I wouldn't mind joining the fun," Noah said softly, his voice changing slightly, heavier. "I've been thinking lately about taking a world under my wing... but I have something to settle there first."
His words made both of them raise an eyebrow.
"What world?" they asked in perfect unison.
They blinked, then turned to glare at each other, ready to start fighting over who spoke first but chose to let it go, just this once.
"A certain blue planet," Noah said, voice lower now. "A planet named Earth."
He waited for a reaction.
But both of them looked... confused.
"Never heard of it," Aurelia said blankly.
"Same," Asaemon added, rubbing his chin. "What kind of world is that? What rank?"
"If I remember correctly... it's a simple world, no mana, no superpowers. Technology and entertainment are moderately advanced, but that's about it," Noah explained, trying to sound casual, like it wasn't important.
Both siblings made a face of realization.
"Oh, if it's a world without mana, then that explains it. It must be tucked away at the bottom of the universe. Quite the hassle to reach but..."
Asaemon grinned suddenly, energy bursting in his tone.
"...It's the perfect opportunity to bond. Let's go!"
"I don't mind," Aurelia added with a small smile.
"You'll love it, Aurelia," Noah said, eyes glowing. "That world has many kinds of books you'd adore. I've read some of them myself."
Aurelia raised an eyebrow. "What kind?"
"Oh, the best of the best," Noah said, his voice suddenly carrying weight.
"There's one about a pitiful slave bound by fate, walking the path towards freedom... another about a loving demon who walks toward immortality without regrets... one about a fool who slowly climbs to godhood while fighting against his own madness and the madness of the world... and even one about a man who loved a book so much it became his reality."
He chuckled.
"But my favorite... my favorite is different."
Aurelia was already leaning forward, golden eyes practically shining with greed.
"Your favorite? What is it?"
Noah smiled softly—fondly, like he was speaking of something sacred.
"A simple and cliché story, really... a story about a broken-hearted man, walking toward the illusive and impossible dream of perfection, with his wives as his light, his power, and his will... after being given a second chance by a charming, loyal entity."
He looked into Aurelia's glowing eyes.
"You should try it, Aurelia."
"You'll love it."
Definitely.
—End of Chapter 281—
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Chapter 282: Chapter 282: Crying
Chapter 282 – Crying
Noah said with a fond smile.
His face wasn't truly visible, but both Aurelia and Asaemon could see it—that this story, that strange little tale he just told them, truly touched his heart.
"I will definitely give it a try. And with all those books you just told me about, I'm even more eager to visit that famed blue planet of yours," Aurelia said, voice eager, eyes sparkling with the curiosity of someone hungry for new worlds.
"Perfect!" Asaemon shouted while clapping his hands together comically, looking almost like a father preparing a vacation for his unruly children.
This scene, this entire discussion, continued for a while as they shared ideas, debated on where and when to meet, tossed out absurd suggestions and argued over the smallest details—each of them too powerful to be this childish, yet somehow enjoying every second of it.
Noah almost asked if he could bring his wives, but he didn't in the end—not because they wouldn't be welcome, but because the way the two were acting, it looked like they wanted some alone time just between the three of them.
But honestly, it didn't matter.
Laeh was inside of him.
Wherever he went, his women followed.
After planning the trip, their conversation shifted naturally to more personal things like how each of them had become an Abomination.
And it was... enlightening.
Aurelia had become an Abomination by killing all the champions of her world—every single one—by extracting all the information from their minds using the only skill she had back then: Information Steal.
It didn't sound like much, not at first, but the way she used it was terrifying. She didn't just steal knowledge—she devoured it. She hunted minds like predators hunted flesh. And the more she stole, the more obsessed she became, until just knowledge wasn't enough anymore. She wanted everything. And in her hunger, she evolved her skill to a whole new level—until she could take her enemy's mind, memory, knowledge, skills, secrets, and soul in a single flicker of thought.
Asaemon's tale was different, kind of unexpected.
He was born in a forest of monsters, far from civilization, with no human education, no rules, no guidance.
He was raised by deep, terrifying beasts—beasts powerful enough to flatten cities, beasts that could eat entire armies whole.
And in that savage environment, Asaemon awakened.
His Origin was terrifying—he could devour any creature he killed, and gain their power. Beasts, humans, angels, demons—it didn't matter.
He could also manipulate flesh, absorb blood, become what he consumed.
With the help of his monstrous guardians, Asaemon began slaughtering his way through the forest—one zone at a time—until eventually, he ruled it. The Forbidden Forest became his kingdom. And then... a Chosen arrived.
The battle was bloody, brutal.
But Asaemon won.
And instead of killing the Chosen as if guided by his instincts, he tortured him until he extracted every drop of knowledge about champions, and the greater game they were all part of.
That was all he needed.
After that, he went after them. One by one. Champion after champion—until none remained.
And now, Asaemon was a walking nightmare. He carried the powers of all races, of beasts both known and unknown.
He could transform, mutate, adapt. He could twist flesh into weapons and wield blood like whips. Every part of him was a blade. Every cell was a weapon.
A cheat?
Absolutely.
But not more than the youngest.
Because when it came time for Noah to explain his path... well—
"What the fuck?" Asaemon exploded, unable to hold back his outrage.
"You became an Abomination by just thinking you were limitless?! And that was enough to transcend your mortal self and break through?! What kind of bullshit is that?!"
Noah only nodded with a smug smirk.
Asaemon turned to Aurelia like a betrayed cultist demanding divine justice.
"Sister! Say something. This...this is cheating. This is cheating at the highest level!"
But even Aurelia was silent for a second... before sighing deeply and admitting it.
"...He's actually cheating," she muttered, raising her head to the sky. "We were out here risking our lives, slaying champions, enduring death and madness and all he did was say I am limitless... and it actually worked?"
"I now know who your favorite is among all of us," she said, her voice calm but heavy with disappointment, like a mother who just discovered her youngest was the teacher's pet all along.
"Tsk, tsk. You say that like it was easy," Noah replied, shrugging with pride. "If it's so simple, then go ahead and do it yourselves."
Their lips twitched.
But neither of them answered.
Because deep down... they knew it wasn't simple at all.
And so, their chaotic little meeting continued.
It was surreal, honestly.
Weird.
Maybe even stupid.
Three beings of impossible power, newly met, and yet they talked like old friends reunited after a long time. There was no tension. No distrust. Just banter, laughter, and a strange sense of familiarity that none of them questioned... but all of them felt.
And Noah?
Noah knew exactly why or maybe had an idea of why.
Because he held Providence.
And deep within the fabric of fate, destiny, and causality—within a hidden realm he called the Providence Space—he saw it.
The three of them were linked.
Their threads weren't just tangled—they were woven, bound together in a knot older than stars.
'We were meant to meet... no matter what happened.'
'And the way our threads are tied—this isn't coincidence. This was crafted on purpose. A long, long time ago.'
'But by who?'
'And how did they know we would become Abominations?'
These thoughts swirled through Noah's mind, thoughts he never voiced aloud—but thoughts he kept buried deep as he stared into that hidden space no one else could see.
If not for Providence, he never would've seen it.
And even with Providence, he still didn't understand it fully.
'The stronger I get, the more complicated everything becomes...' he thought quietly, before shaking the thought off and returning to the present.
No matter.
He would be ready.
Always.
For anything.
...
"It was a delightful meeting," Noah said softly, a smile playing at the corner of his lips.
"I didn't know I needed siblings this much. Hahah!"
And strangely enough, the fate threads surrounding them shook gently like they were laughing with him.
Were they trying to earn his favor?
Pathetic bastards.
"For once, I don't regret listening to Asaemon's ridiculous request," Aurelia said with a rare gentle smile. "I can't wait to see you again—and read all those books you told me about. Especially your favorite one."
Noah smirked, "For sure."
"Sniff. Sniff."
They both turned.
And what they saw made them freeze.
Asaemon... was crying.
Crying.
Tears. Real ones. Streaming down his wild, blood-hardened face.
Noah and Aurelia shuddered in unison.
Seeing Asaemon—the lunatic who ruled beasts, tore apart flesh, and laughed while killing champions—crying... was not a good feeling.
It was damn eerie.
"Why are you—?!"
"Because I won't see you again soon!" Asaemon wailed, cutting off Noah before he could finish, as if the pain of separation was too much to bear.
And so, for the next several minutes, Noah and Aurelia did everything in their power to calm down the unhinged beast-man before he broke reality with his crying fit.
They even had to promise him a proper sibling bonding trip to a monster-infested territory just to get him to shut up.
Finally, after much chaos, it worked.
"Let's meet again!" Noah said, vanishing into nothing.
And just like that,
The first meeting of the Abomination Siblings... came to an end.
—End of Chapter 282—
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Chapter 283: Chapter 283: Harem Stealer
Chapter 283 – Harem Stealer
The small and unexpected meeting ended, and now Aurelia and Asaemon were standing alone again in the middle of the lush green forest.
They stayed silent for a while, as if reflecting on what just happened—because truthfully,
"It was fun," Aurelia said first, surprising Asaemon a little, as he didn't expect her to be the one to say this first.
But soon a smile appeared on his lips, "I told you, didn't I?"
"I told you the youngest would be fun," he said with deep pride in his voice, the kind of pride you'd feel after making someone read your favorite novel and watching them fall in love with it just as hard.
Aurelia turned her delicate and beautiful head toward him and gave him a long, searching stare, "Why are you lying...?" she asked, genuinely curious why this brother of hers loved to lie so easily.
Asaemon's lips twitched. "I'm not. Didn't you see how much I was pestering you to meet him? If it wasn't for me, we wouldn't even meet in a million years for sure knowing you." He said in a reproaching tone.
He wasn't wrong, to be honest.
Aurelia was the type of family member who never called, never sent a message, never showed up unless there was a very, very good reason. Not because she didn't care, she did—but let's just say, there are beings who are naturally like that.
And she was amongst them, something she admits but the point of all this was,
"You didn't especially tell me he would be fun," she said with a shrug.
"But I showed it with my actions," Asaemon retorted.
"But you didn't say it." She shrugged again.
"But—"
"You didn't say it."
This time she didn't even let him finish, her tone flat and final as she shrugged again.
Asaemon looked at her, his deep black eyes showing how he was restraining himself from lunging at her to give her a good beating right then and there but—
"You're lucky you're the big sister. Otherwise, right now, you'd be on the floor," he said before turning away, deciding to walk around and traumatize her poor fairies as payback for what just happened.
Aurelia's lips twitched, knowing already what his intention was, "Hey—!"
"I didn't say it, huh? Okay. I didn't," Asaemon cut her off and walked away.
Soon, cries echoed through the green forest as Aurelia's fairies screamed in fear, being chased and scared by a terrifying monster with terrible appearance.
Sigh.
And the universe fears these two?
What a joke.
...
After coming back from the meeting, Noah took some time to explain to all his wives about the reason they were spied upon, about Aurelia and Asaemon, and finally about their upcoming meeting and traveling together.
It was a marvel to see Noah talk to other people with such enthusiasm—besides when it was related to his wives.
It was refreshing to see, but the women didn't quite like that.
They wanted the attention of their man to be only for them and on them—but they couldn't say it out loud, as that would have sounded too selfish.
Well, there are always some unhinged ones, right?
Alice, for example, didn't hide her feelings; she clearly told Noah she wanted all his attention and emotions to be only on them and no one else.
And like opening a floodgate, the others also expressed their feelings.
Noah needed a good amount of time to persuade them, before finally promising them a good night together, and only then did they let it go.
Now, Noah was in his room—not alone—as he had a very unexpected but also very expected guest.
Our dear and loving sister.
Shadeva. The Eldest of Shadow.
She sat on a chair, wearing a beautiful black dress as she looked at Noah, who sat on the edge of his bed, with her shadowy eyes.
Noah smiled.
"It took you long enough. You're quite a difficult one, Shadeva," he said with a quiet and confident smile.
Shadeva's lips curled slightly, "Does it matter now? You have what you wanted, right?"
"And what's the thing I wanted?" he asked back, tilting his head slightly to the right.
Shadeva didn't respond immediately. Instead, she slowly got up from her chair and walked toward Noah.
It was not a normal walk, it was a sensual one.
One a woman would do to seduce, to please, to conquer. Her hips swayed gently from side to side, her perfectly portioned ass bouncing with each step, looking especially hypnotic.
Not to mention her breasts—two perfectly shaped spheres that looked like they were sculpted by an ancient god with too much free time and too much lust in his heart. They fit her figure perfectly.
A subtle but confident smile curled on her lips as she finally arrived an inch from Noah. She then crouched down, looking him straight in the eyes.
"What did you want?" she repeated his question.
"Isn't it obvious? You wanted me, of course," she said with all the confidence in the world.
Noah smirked, "And who told you that, might I ask?"
Shadeva scoffed softly, "Don't think I didn't see how you were looking at me. How your gaze would fall on my body, on my eyes, when you were fucking the girls."
"And you were doing it on purpose, coming into the room wearing those tight clothes," Noah added.
"Who knows?" she said with a smirk, before adding,
"And I know you. You're a harem seeker—hell, even a harem stealer, when I remember that poor Elijah. And so, here I am, offering all of me to you."
"Take it and do whatever you want with it," Shadeva said, her lips inching closer to Noah's.
"Well, aren't you a degenerate?" Noah said with amusement.
"Even the holiest person in the universe would become a degenerate after spending enough time with you all," she retorted instantly, making Noah laugh.
"Hahahah! Indeed, it's just as they say—you are the average of the people you surround yourself with," he said before instantly capturing Shadeva's lips and pulling her from behind, making the two of them fall on the bed with their lips still locked together.
The sound of lips kissing echoed sensually across the room as Noah and Shadeva shared their first kiss.
Noah's hands traveled, grabbed Shadeva's ass, clenched it, and molested it in a way never seen before—her ass followed every movement of his hands like an obedient dog.
Soon, they parted their lips. Shadeva's face was slightly flushed this was her first ever kiss, and it was incredible.
But now that she had tasted it, she wanted more.
"Take me, Master," asked the shadow with eagerness.
And as the best Master ever,
"Beg for it."
—End of Chapter 283—
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Chapter 287: Chapter 287: Motherhood [1]
Chapter 287 – Motherhood [1]
"I love you, Noah," Shadeva said, her voice filled with unmistakable love.
Love Noah knew too well. It was the love every one of his women held for him.
By this point, you would expect him to get used to it—or even to take it for granted. After all, isn't that how things go? The more you're used to something, the less you pay attention to it, and so, you stop taking care of it.
Isn't that true?
It is.
But there are always exceptions. There are always things people can never get enough of—like how a reader will never get enough of good novels.
He didn't care if it was cliché, or the same story again with the same setup or even the same power.
How could he care? That's what they love anyway.
They always want the same thing... but different.
And that's exactly how Noah felt.
All his women loved him immensely—but each loved him differently. Each of them had her own way of showing love and affection, and that's what made it... addicting.
That's what made it worth it to gather women around him.
So right now, with Shadeva looking at him as if he were the most precious thing in the universe, Noah mirrored her look—and even went beyond it.
"And I love you too, my dear shadow," he said, enfolding her trembling body with deep care as he looked into her beautiful, shadowy eyes.
"I love you, and I will not let anything hurt you in the same way you were hurt by your sister. I will protect you, even if it means putting myself in danger—and I know your sisters will feel the same as I do."
"But saying all of this is quite useless if I don't resolve the thousands of years you spent alone, broken, betrayed, and chained by your own siblings."
His words immediately startled Shadeva as her eyes began to glisten. "D-Do you know who's responsible for all this? And the reason behind it?" she asked, her voice thick with unspoken emotions.
Noah gently caressed her face, their naked bodies still wrapped around each other sensually.
"I do know who's responsible, but... do you want to hear it?"
It wasn't a simple question.
It was the kind of question that asked if she was ready to bear the burden of knowing. Because what if she wanted vengeance—but couldn't get it?
What if she wanted to break the shackles on her siblings—but couldn't?
Wouldn't that break her? Wouldn't that make her feel unworthy of being called a sister?
But Shadeva was not a woman with a weak will.
"I'm ready," she said firmly, her gaze unwavering.
"It's all the race together. They chained your siblings with shackles they would never be able to break. And they didn't do it because you were dangerous—not truly. They did it because your potential was dangerous."
"So, they decided to leech from you first before anything else. They broke you by turning your siblings against you. Maybe they were even hoping for a full-blown war between siblings so they could reap the benefits."
He paused, looking at Shadeva's trembling eyes.
"Now tell me—do you understand?"
Shadeva stayed silent for a moment before nodding weakly.
"And oh, I forgot one other thing."
Noah smiled crookedly. "A progenitor was involved in all of this. The progenitor of elves—Luelle WorldTree."
That last sentence made Shadeva tremble with pure dread.
And honestly? Understandable.
Just look at how unfair Noah was.
Granted, the other progenitors were not as special as him.
But they were special enough. And they had eons upon eons to train, to understand their abilities, and even go beyond them.
So yes—having one of them as an enemy was a dreadful thing to even think about.
And Shadeva was just World Dominator rank. Hell, even if she reached Law Creator rank, she'd still be just a bug before a progenitor.
So, knowing all this—how could she fight back? How could she seek the revenge she deserved?
Ask Noah to take revenge for her?
It is a way. In fact, it's the one most likely to succeed.
But would she really?
Of course, yes.
"Help me," Shadeva said softly, without any shame or hesitation.
It's just stupid not to ask for help when you need it because of pride or ego. Shadeva didn't care about any of that. And even less if the one she was asking was her love and her master.
Noah smiled sweetly hearing her.
He liked when his women asked him for help.
Not because of vanity. Not because of pride. Not for some ego boost—no, he didn't need that kind of thing anymore. He was Noah Vaelgrim, after all.
He liked it simply because he loved helping his wives grow stronger, loved helping them rise, evolve, and reach higher states.
Help.
That's the word.
He wouldn't do the job for them—but he would give them the tools to do it themselves.
"Gladly, my love," he answered before they slowly got up—still naked.
By this point, Noah's dick was already rock hard again with Shadeva's naked body right in front of him. But he held it in.
Same with Shadeva—she wouldn't mind being fucked so hard her ass would be stretched wide again and her pussy red and swollen.
But she, too, knew the priority at this moment.
Still—
"Why aren't we wearing clothes?" Shadeva asked.
"Because I'm an exhibitionist and I like to be naked. Got a problem with that?" Noah replied without an ounce of shame, making Shadeva blink in surprise before giggling.
"I wouldn't mind joining you in that then. And truly, who would even complain about seeing your naked body? I mean, even men—!"
"I'll stop you right there, Shadeva. Don't go into that domain. I don't actually want to know," Noah interrupted sharply, making Shadeva burst into laughter—the heavy tension from before, the fear of fighting a progenitor, all dissipating like mist.
Noah smiled too.
Then—
"It's time to welcome you into my race, Shadeva. It's time to fully become a Vaelgrim."
"You are shadow—but Ester is already the Elysiari of Shadow. So, we need to find something else. Something unique to you, something that still lets you wield your power even better."
Noah paused, his mind racing at impossible speed as he tried to come up with what kind of Elysiari Shadeva would become.
He thought about the most defining trait of Shadeva.
And after deep reflection, only one thing came to mind...
"...Motherhood?"
—End of Chapter 287—
A/N:
Sigh...
I feel like I am writing peak after peak these days.
I need some rest.
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Chapter 288: Chapter 288: Motherhood [2]
Chapter 288 – Motherhood [2]
Motherhood.
That's what came to his mind when he thought about what defined Shadeva the most. Maybe it was because of how she acted with her siblings, like a mother hen—loving, protective, and authoritative when needed.
Or maybe it was simply because people always called her "Mother"... like Mother of Shadows, even Mother of Liberation.
Or maybe it was both.
He didn't know why—and honestly, he didn't need to. All he needed was the type of Elysiari Shadeva would become.
And now... he had it.
What was left was figuring out how this power would work in such a way that it became a natural extension of what she already possessed.
Noah had to make it work.
Shadeva's ability was, at its core, the power to revive the dead as shadows. Honestly? That was a fire concept. He didn't know if it was Shadow or some other being who had designed it, but whoever it was... damn, they were creative.
'Death... rebirth... shadow...' His thoughts spun fast, trying to link these ideas with the concept of motherhood.
And something clicked.
Just like how a mother gives birth and nurtures her children... why not do the same here?
But instead, she would give life to people who were already dead.
The question now was how she would do that. She couldn't do it as a shadow anymore—so another method had to be found.
But she could do it like any mother would—by giving part of herself. By nurturing the dead with her own life force, like a mother gently feeding her child.
'But to balance the downside, I'll need to give her the life affinity...'
Something he still didn't have yet. He was tempted to ask The Records, but that would be pushing it... right?
So, he'd figure it out.
But that...that was for later. Now that he knew what type of Elysiari Shadeva could be—
He raised his head and looked at Shadeva, still naked.
"I've got a type of Elysiari I think you could be. Want to hear it?" he asked, making Shadeva nod while she stopped licking her lips and eyeing his dick, finally giving him her full attention.
He explained the concept, how it would work, how it would evolve.
By the time he finished, Shadeva's eyes were sparkling with wonder, and she nodded with a glowing smile.
"Let's do it!" she said, her voice eager.
But almost immediately after, her face shifted—turning complicated, as if she were struggling internally.
She stepped forward and gently rested her head against Noah's chest.
Noah said nothing.
"Would it mean... that I won't be the daughter of Shadow anymore?"
"And what about my relationship with my siblings... how would that work?"
That was the real concern. Because at least if she became the Elysiari of Shadows, there'd still be something that linked them together. But Elysiari of Motherhood...
That meant nothing left to connect her to them. And that...that's what made her hesitate.
"Aren't you looking down on them? Or even on your relationship with them... by saying this?" Noah's voice came, soft but sure, as he placed his hand gently on her head and began stroking her hair, making her close her eyes instinctively.
"Do you think they love you for who you are... or for being a Shadow? You already know how much they love you. Even your siblings, they might have acted against you... but they love you."
Pretty weird to love someone and still imprison her.
Is that why they say love is irrational?
Noah shook his head, clearing the thought, and focused back on Shadeva.
"So don't think like that. Move forward. Or—just go talk to them, if you really want to be sure."
She shook her head softly in disagreement. "It's fine. I was worried for no reason. Even if I change... and they stop loving me, then it means they never loved me sincerely to begin with. And if that's the case... it's fine to lose them."
Noah smiled.
"That's my girl."
"So. Ready, my love?"
Shadeva smiled and was about to nod—but suddenly stopped, her smile turning awkward.
"...Are you really going to do this naked?" she asked, lips twitching.
Noah's grin widened.
"What better way to become the Elysiari of Motherhood than doing it naked? Gotta show some sincerity."
He didn't wait. He raised his hand, and his pristine white blood flowed out—slowly entering Shadeva's body through her chest.
Suddenly, a white light enveloped Shadeva like a cocoon. But before the light fully consumed her, Noah added something else in the midst of the transformation.
Something you should know by now.
A title. A name. Call it whatever you want. But in the end...
"Epithet."
His voice echoed as time stood still.
"My dear and lovely shadow... your name shall be Womb of the Fallen."
Instantly, the light of the cocoon intensified—this time tinged with a subtle red hue. A womb-like sigil softly bloomed inside the light.
Noah observed the transformation calmly—but deep inside, he was eager. Because in truth... he didn't fully know what Shadeva would become.
So he waited.
And it didn't take long.
The light soon faded, and a whole new being stood before him.
Like any true Vaelgrim, she now had deep, luxurious silver hair that flowed like a waterfall of molten silver blood. A simple, sleeveless black dress—in elegant, modern Victorian style—wrapped around her sinful, seductive body... the same body Noah had ravaged not long ago.
She opened her eyes.
And—
"Oh..." Noah whispered, blinking in deep surprise as he saw them.
Not because they were unique. Not because her pupils had changed or her sclera turned some mystic color.
No.
They were simple.
Normal.
Soft black irises with white sclera.
The eyes of any mundane human.
Totally ordinary.
But there was something inside them—something that stirred something deep in Noah's chest, made him want to step toward her and obey her every word like a loyal child.
Because in those eyes... was a love, a warmth, a depth...
Only a mother could give.
The kind of love people would kill for in this fucked-up universe.
Noah smiled crookedly.
"...Did I go overboard?"
—End of Chapter 288—
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Chapter 289: Chapter 289: Motherhood [3]
Chapter 289 – Motherhood [3]
Noah was surprised by how motherly Shadeva felt now.
Clearly, not even Elira or Selene were at her level—not even close, to be honest.
So he just stood there, watching as Shadeva stared in front of her. She was reading the Records' words, digesting her new power.
{Congratulations, Shadeva Shadow Vaelgrim.}
{You are now the Elysiari of Motherhood.}
{You will hold the authority of motherhood within the lineage of Noah.}
The Records paused.
{You have received your True Name: Womb of the Fallen.}
{Your unique talent has been changed.}
{The growing realm inside your soul has been changed.}
{Your existence has become more unique and heavier.}
Shadeva watched the panel silently as a subtle smile slowly appeared on her lips. She turned her gaze toward Noah.
"So this is how it feels to be carried by you? I don't know why I waited so long," Shadeva said with a teasing tone as she slowly approached the still-naked Noah with calm, deliberate steps.
Noah smirked. "Well, I wish I could relate to what you're feeling. No one's carrying me, you know," he said with a proud tone, making the dear Elysiari of Motherhood giggle.
And even that soft, innocent giggle was enough to make every being in Laeh kneel and call her mommy.
Yes, it was that exaggerated.
"Are you sure you're not being carried by anyone?" she asked, leaning in, then slowly wrapping her soft hand around Noah's dick.
Noah shivered a little.
"Are you doubting me? I got all this power through pure, hard, dedicated work. I trained for years. I suffered countless setbacks. I cried alone in silence where no one could hear me. I walked through death and fire to get this far," Noah said, his voice rising with each word, emotion swelling as if he were still living through it all.
Shadeva looked at him speechlessly. Then slowly, she opened her mouth.
"You're lying...?" she asked in a hesitant tone.
She knew he was lying. But he looked so damn convincing that now even she was starting to doubt.
Noah smirked.
"Yes, I am. But still, it wasn't exactly easy. After all, one cute being made sure to add a little difficulty," he said before gently closing the distance between them and embracing her.
"But forget all that...I'm curious. What's your power now?" he asked.
Shadeva smiled and closed her eyes, peaceful.
"I have the power to revive the dead. And beyond that—I gain a personalized skill, trait, or talent from each of my children. It's random."
"There are also many sub-skills, like being able to talk to them no matter the distance, and... if any of them die, I receive a memory orb showing how they died and more."
"But since I revive them using my life force, I have to be careful. Otherwise, I won't last very long."
She paused, then added
"I like it very much. Thank you... for this transformation."
She stayed silent after that.
All while gently stroking his dick, slowly and rhythmically—like a mother humming a lullaby to her child.
It was peaceful and sensual.
"That's quite the ability. You'll be much more versatile now. And as for your life force, don't worry. I'll find a way to obtain the life affinity and give it to you. That way, my lady... you'll be able to drown entire worlds in your summons," Noah said, purposely calling them summons instead of children.
Because the only children Shadeva was allowed to have were his.
Not these glorified revived beings.
Shadeva laughed, immediately catching his intent. "I'm not done yet."
"My talent is now called White Mother, and my growing shadow realm has been completely altered."
"Now it looks like a fully white world, with soft red liquid flowing in its center. There are houses, roads, everything. My previous shadows have all been transformed into my new children, without any life force cost."
She smiled.
"Courtesy of the Records. I never knew they could be so nice," she added, shaking her head.
"Do you want to see how they look? And oh! they have a name. Well... The Records named them that way."
Noah tilted his head.
"What name?" he asked, intrigued.
Shadeva snapped her fingers and soon, two beings materialized in front of them.
Beings too beautiful and perfect.
They had pure white skin, with soft red energy pulsing through their bodies like glowing crimson veins. Their faces were doll-like, angelic—one of their eyes a mirror of Shadeva's own, and the other unique to each of them.
White and red robes draped their bodies—each design different, custom, detailed.
Looking at them, Noah couldn't help but think of...
"Homunculus. That's the name The Records gave them," Shadeva finally answered.
Noah didn't respond right away. He just sat there, staring at the beings.
The fact that each one had Shadeva's eye... was eerie.
But he said nothing.
"They... they're beautiful," he finally murmured, giving a small, awkward smile.
Hearing Noah praise her children, Shadeva beamed with joy. She dismissed them instantly and—
"Then—!"
"She's really greedy."
"Right? We let her have her solo time and now she wants to abuse our kindness and patience?"
"I told you we should've just gone in and fucked Noah. Why were we acting nice?"
"Shut up, Alice. You were one of the first to agree, why are you lying?"
"Anyway... now it's our turn."
A chorus of voices burst into the room as the girls entered, trash-talking Shadeva and each other.
They had started with underwear in the beginning.
Now? They were all naked, their pussies glistening with need.
And it got even worse when they saw the state of the room—sperm, spit, and Shadeva's liquid everywhere.
They only got more turned on seeing Noah still naked, and Shadeva holding his cock so sweetly.
"Nice transformation... and welcome to the Vaelgrims."
"But to welcome you properly, and in order to bond..." Selene's smile widened.
"How about we all get fucked together by my dear son's cock until we forget what's left and right?" her voice dripped with lust as her eyes raked across Noah's body.
Shadeva smiled. So did the rest of them.
A wide, horny smile.
And in perfect unison:
"Let's get ruined."
—End of Chapter 289—
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Chapter 290: Chapter 290: Just Read! (R-18)
Chapter 290 – Just read!
What followed was just as you expected.
Sex. Pure and unfiltered sex.
The girls didn't hold anything back—truly, they were starving. Especially after such a long fight, they wanted to feel it. Noah, too, felt the same. So he welcomed the situation with his dick ready to penetrate them all.
And that he did.
He fucked all of them with his full force, without stopping for even a second.
He fucked Emily, making the former Empress of the Human Domain drool heavily, while fingering Sophie, who was just above her mother, her pussy juice dripping sinfully on her mother's body.
And that was not the end.
Next was Aphasia, who stretched her ass wide, revealing her gaping hole begging to be filled, while his sister Nephis and her mother Sonomi were licking Noah's balls and his dick preparing it to fuck Aphasia.
Not forgetting about Red, who was shouting loudly as if in the middle of a war, riding Noah's dick like a madwoman, her ass slamming down on his thighs, making clapping sounds too obscene to describe.
Anya was just behind her, watching how Noah's dick moved in and out of Red's jiggling ass.
She was horny.
So horny that she started fingering herself, watching the two fuck. And she wasn't the only one—many of them did the same.
The scene continued, and Noah kept inserting his dick into all their holes—faces, throats, pussies, and asses.
Nothing was spared. Absolutely nothing.
There was only pure degeneracy left in that room.
Selene was sitting on her son's face, making sure to press her pussy directly against his mouth, moaning loudly, ordering him to go deeper with his tongue—to reach where he came from.
Meanwhile, Elira was riding his dick with her ass at tremendous intensity, as if she wanted to tear it open.
Morgan and Zara, the mother-daughter duo, were licking Noah's body, not caring whether they tasted sperm, spit, or the pussy juice of their fellow sisters.
They didn't care. Neither did Christelle—she was sucking Noah's balls, soaked in dripping cum and thick liquid.
The balls of the man who killed her son.
But she couldn't care less. Right now, she only wanted to taste her master's balls and clean them thoroughly. Same with Justicia, who wasn't shy about showing that she wanted to be hurt while fucking him.
She made it very clear how much she loved deep, punishing fucks—accompanied by pain—something that made Red happy, as if she had found her long-lost sibling.
It was a sight too sinful to describe.
Dozens of women on a single man. Riding his dick and his face like they were possessed. Sucking his balls like they held the secret of the universe. Licking his body like it wasn't a man's body, but something far too sacred.
Lilith and Dominique went wild. They showed—without hesitation—why they were called Noah's slaves. They served him with a devotion so intense it was maddening.
The room was thick with sexual tension. The scent of lust alone could make a whole world fall into heat and start fucking without shame.
Deep moans echoed through the room like a chorus orchestrated by a profane master who knew his craft far too well—and had chosen to corrupt his listeners.
It was... a sight to behold.
Truly, it was.
And if you still can't believe me, let me paint the image for you:
In the middle of a well-decorated room, filled with sperm, spit, and pussy juice—on the ground, the walls, the beds, even the tables—a naked man, his body glistening with the fluids of his wives, was being ridden mercilessly by his own mother, while his childhood friend sat on his face, forcing him to lick her pussy, all while he was fingering—one hand each—a pair of mother and daughter.
Around him, dozens of women licked every inch of his body, leaving not a single spot untouched.
The women's faces were covered in tears, sperm, and the juices of their own sisters. Their eyes were hazed, tongues hanging out, saliva dripping.
Their voices were raised, each one loud and intense, but all of them said the same thing.
Noah.
Yes. Just a name.
But that's the name of the man who got to enjoy all these incredible women.
The name of the man who fucked them hard.
The name of the man who made all these powerful, unique women—each capable of dominating entire worlds with their mere presence, women who made countless men bow down just to taste their favor—into mindless, horny beasts in heat, fucking senselessly in front of their own sisters.
That's the Valegrim.
That's who they were.
A bunch of degenerates who could've kept fucking until the end of time, if there weren't more pressing matters.
Seekers of Infinite Evolution?
What a joke.
Maybe they're seeking evolution in sexual matters. If that's the case... I can accept that.
But amidst all this mindless degeneration, there were still two beings not involved in the madness...
Noelle and Sari.
They watched the scene from afar, their minds struggling to process what they were seeing.
They had been bored, so they decided to watch just to pass the time.
But oh well...
What a terrible mistake.
Because now, each of them had their fingers buried deep inside their pussies, fingering themselves while watching this beautifully sacrilegious scene.
They couldn't tear their eyes away from the moment it began. There was something absolutely beautiful about this level of degeneracy.
Something... addicting, I'd say.
And the reason is simple:
Because it's forbidden.
There! I said it.
We're drawn to anything forbidden. It makes our hearts race. It puts us on edge. That's what we love—the feeling of danger, of touching what we're not supposed to.
That's why the best way to make a child do something... is to tell him not to.
And that's why we're here, folks.
Watching, or maybe reading, this level of degeneracy.
Maybe even reading it with one hand.
But again—just read.
Don't practice.
You're not Noah, after all.
Snicker.
—End of Chapter 290—
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HAREM STEALER: REBORN WITH THE GOD-TIER SHARING SYSTEMC291: Noelle & Sari
Chapter 291: Chapter 291: Noelle & Sari
Chapter 291 – Noelle & Sari
Noelle and Sari truly regretted being curious about all this.
They didn't know what got into them to randomly say "We bored? Let's watch real life porn." That was truly a wild idea.
And now, with their hands still resting in their pussies, heat in their bodies, they couldn't tear their eyes away from the scene in front of them.
Sari watched how her daughter was being thoroughly ruined and how she loved every moment of it and even asking for more.
She watched how her master, Selene, was... and her state wasn't even something Sari could describe. It was obscene and sacrilegious beyond the imagination of all.
"We shouldn't have come here, right?" Noelle suddenly said, as she—with terrible difficulty—pulled her hand away from her dripping
Sari didn't respond for a while, she just sat there watching absentmindedly. "It was you who was so curious and proposed this," she said, clearly blaming Noelle for their state.
Noelle's lips twitched, but she couldn't defend herself after all it was true. Still,
"You were eager for it. Don't think I didn't see your eyes brighten when I suggested it. Chances are, you wanted to watch but didn't dare say so."
She finally pulled her gaze from the obscene scene in front of them and looked at Sari, her mouth curling slightly into a small smile:
"If you're so interested, why wait? You know Noah won't reject you, no matter what happened to you before."
"So go and be with him—like Emily and Sophie, or even Morgan and Zara." Noelle's smile deepened.
"Morgan and Zara could barely stand each other at first, and now look at them... they look like the perfect mother and daughter."
Noelle kept talking, persuading her dear friend to just let go of her hesitation and jump into this chaos of passion.
It was something Sari honestly wished for. Hell, in the beginning, after her transformation following Bari's death, she'd been determined to pursue what she wanted after all life was unpredictable and not worth overthinking.
But... after reality hit her again, seeing the many women around Noah and even her own daughter... she couldn't help but hesitate.
There was just this strange barrier she couldn't cross.
Thinking this, she sighed heavily as her mood dampened. She withdrew her hand entirely and adjusted her black lace underwear back into place.
"I just have this weird feeling keeping me from going. And... I can't help but be ashamed of myself," she said at last, a sad, melancholic smile appearing on her lips.
The kind that made Noelle immediately stand and hug her.
"I know he wouldn't care... but can you imagine me going to him and presenting this body... a body that's been through that kind of violation?" Sari's chuckle was hollow, her throat dry under the weight pressing on her shoulders.
"...he doesn't deserve to touch something like this," she finished quietly, staying still in Noelle's arms.
Noelle's face turned awkward.
She had lived for eons... but she was mostly alone.
She had only begun truly interacting with others after coming here and it was the best decision she'd ever made, because she'd learned so much. About emotions, about family, about the lives of the mundane—lives she'd once considered beneath her attention, but now saw as strangely beautiful and complex.
Still... she was new to comforting someone.
So in that moment, all she could do was hug her lovely, sad friend, trying her best to give comfort.
But she didn't like the feeling of not knowing how to help, so somewhere in the back of her mind, she was already planning how to get better at it.
She was a loving void entity, honestly.
And so, together, Noelle and Sari disappeared from their watching place, reappearing in a territory of pure, flourishing flora.
It looked like a massive garden, with flowers of every color and shape blooming everywhere. The air was peaceful, and many small, gentle animals wandered happily.
White and silver crows, goats, sheep, cows, bunnies and many more.
Noelle and Sari sat in the middle of the garden. They took out some small snacks, and soon they were surrounded by the curious animals.
Smiles bloomed on their faces as peace settled in their hearts.
They lay back on the lush green grass, gazing at Laeh's heavenly white sky—so pristine it looked like nothing can corrupt it—and soon drifted into sleep.
They rested peacefully, surrounded by the white and silver animals, their expressions calm.
...
Meanwhile, elsewhere in Laeh, a trio of siblings stood locked in place, their expressions a portrait of endless confusion.
Mortis, Ebony, and Sylphira were still trying to wrap their heads around everything that had just happened.
Kind of normal, no one had explained anything to them.
Noah, Shadeva, and the girls were all busy with their own pleasures, not here to interrogate or clarify.
But there were always some bored beings willing to make their own entertainment.
"Premier, why are you looking at them like that?" Foxy asked, not understanding why Premier was glaring at the siblings like mortal enemies.
Premier didn't answer.
He just kept his wolf eyes fixed on them, studying each one closely.
"Kid, you'd better stop looking at us like that," Mortis said, finding it outrageous that some SSS-rank creature would stare at Originals this way.
If he was free, he'd have taught this beast a lesson.
Foxy's eyes gleamed as she looked at Mortis. "Are you threatening us?" she asked softly, a smile curling on her lips.
"Do you know who we are?"
Mortis and the others frowned.
"We are the children of the master of this world, the children of the one who imprisoned you here..."
Her smile sharpened, turning entirely... foxy.
"Do you dare to threaten us?"
Silence. The siblings didn't know what to say to that, but they knew better than to provoke Noah.
Foxy giggled when she saw them fall silent.
She turned to her brother. "See? That's how you do it, Premier."
Premier still stared at the siblings before finally speaking.
"I am Shadeva's favorite sibling," he said firmly, leaving no room for argument.
The Originals froze in disbelief, then erupted.
"You're asking for death, kid."
"I dare you to repeat that."
"Who the fuck even are you?"
—End of Chapter 291—
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