HAREM STEALER: REBORN WITH THE GOD-TIER SHARING SYSTEMC292: How pitiful
Chapter 292: Chapter 292: How pitiful
Chapter 292 – Pitiful
If the siblings were not locked and chained, then surely Premier would have been minced meat right now.
All of them—even the usually calm Ebony—were frowning heavily at him, itching to beat him up for daring to say such an outrageous thing.
Shadeva's favorite sibling?
Was this beast okay in his head?
"I dare you to repeat what you just said," Ebony said, her voice cold.
Right now her mind was already tangled with a thousand thoughts, and truly, having a damn puppy acting like this in front of them gave her the itch to slap his face across worlds.
But all of that... was not Premier's concern.
He didn't care about what they were feeling or even going through. There was only one thing he was interested in—and that was making sure these so-called siblings knew their place.
"I am Shadeva's favorite sibling," he repeated boldly, then scoffed.
"What? Will you beat me up? Or no, wait... you'll chain me, right? That's your thing after all." His voice dripped with mockery. Foxy, beside him, giggled as she pulled out some popcorn from who knows where, ready to watch this unfold.
Premier's words made the siblings angry... really angry.
Sylphira stepped up to the cell's bars, gripping them tightly as her ever-shifting eyes bored into Premier's.
"You dare talk like this without knowing anything... who do you think you are to judge us?" she said, her voice low but trembling with unspoken fury.
"Do you think we chose to seal our sister because we wanted to?"
Her grip tightened so much her knuckles turned stark white.
"Do you think we wished to be separated from our sister—the one who protected us?"
Her gaze was ice-cold, and Mortis and Ebony mirrored it perfectly.
They already hated what they had done to their own core.
There was not a single day Mortis and Sylphira didn't try to escape their bindings to free their sister.
Mortis suffered daily for those attempts... but Sylphira...Sylphira's mind broke again and again and again, in an endless cycle.
The pain was unbearable—the kind of pain that could shatter the mind of most Law Creator rank beings.
But she shouldered it, all so she could be with her sister again.
So yes, it stung—no, it burned—when a stranger came to judge them.
"...You have no right to judge us. So don't you dare again..." Sylphira continued sharply.
"Because if you do... I don't care about your father, I will take you with me into the fucking grave, even if it's the last thing I do. Do you get me?"
Premier listened to all this, his eyes calm—but beneath the facade was an undeniable fear.
He couldn't help it.
He was being subjected to the anger of three Originals... as an SSS-rank beast. In normal circumstances, their gaze alone could crush him to death.
He knew it.
But he still couldn't stop, because few knew the truth but Premier was the closest person to Shadeva in this family.
The closest.
Not any of the girls. Not even Noah. But him.
He had gotten countless chances to spend time with her, and those were some of his favorite moments. Noah hardly had time for him, so Shadeva had become his anchor.
His sister.
So can you imagine how it hurt him to see her face clouded by sadness every now and then when she thought of her siblings?
Can you imagine how it felt when she spoke of them with love... but also pain?
It hurt more than he'd ever admit.
And now, finally seeing those famous siblings—
"There was always another way. The reasons hardly matter. You could have spoken to her and found a way out of any situation that pushed you into that corner," Premier said, his face unyielding.
"But you didn't. You chose the radical option of sealing her altogether. If she wasn't Shadeva... if she wasn't a loving sister... you'd all be dead by now."
Premier paused, tilting his head.
"Maybe that's why you dared, after all..." he chuckled dryly.
"...because you knew she would never hate you."
His words struck something deep in all of them.
So deep that Ebony's eyes turned bright red with rage. "Easy to say when you're watching all this from the outside. Easy to say when your family isn't hanging by a fragile thread that could snap at any time..."
She grit her teeth harder, her voice burning with vicious anger and self-loathing.
"Easy to say when... you're not the one living it."
Silence blanketed the prison.
Even Foxy, usually so relaxed, had stopped. The atmosphere was heavy, tense, suffocating.
She had nothing to say.
She wasn't close to Shadeva, so even if she found her situation pitiful, she didn't care that much.
So she just listened.
Premier didn't speak again. He just stared at them, his eyes saying more than his mouth could.
He was looking at them as if... disappointed.
Mortis chuckled.
"I see... I think I understand," he said, his voice carrying an edge sharper than steel.
"You must be the type who is so used to getting anything you want without much struggle that for you... anything is possible."
"For you... there's always a way, and every ending is a good ending."
He looked at Premier with pure disdain.
"Is that it, little dog?"
"Are you so used to being handed everything by your dear father that you can't see past your own nose?"
Premier frowned. Even Foxy did. Their expressions turned cold instantly.
"What do you know about us?" Foxy snapped.
"Hahahaha!" Mortis laughed loudly, finding this entire discussion absurd.
"Why are we even arguing with kids?" Mortis said suddenly.
"Why waste time on children who are still living under the shadow of their father, unable to see beyond him, unable to be more than him?" His disdainful grin was razor-sharp.
"Truly pitiful."
His words made both Premier and Foxy fall silent, their faces frozen over.
They didn't like what they were hearing.
And the siblings noticed.
They realized something then—something that made them recall exactly who Premier and Foxy's father was.
And they laughed.
With pity.
True pity.
"...Must be pitiful to be the children of such a being..." Ebony smiled hollowly.
"...because you will never escape his shadow..."
"...and no matter how hard you try... you never will."
—End of Chapter 292—
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Chapter 293: Chapter 293: How Hypocritical
Chapter 293 – How Hypocritical
There was silence in the prison room—a tense, suffocating silence—after the words the siblings had just thrown at Premier and Foxy.
Words that cut deep.
Words that struck where it hurt most.
But nothing showed on their faces, because letting anything slip would only give their enemies the satisfaction of knowing they had struck a nerve. Their expressions stayed neutral, almost apathetic.
"So? Cat got your tongue?" Mortis said, his voice dripping with disdain and sarcasm as his gaze pinned Premier in place.
"Do you think that by flipping the situation and talking about us, it will help you feel better?" Foxy's voice sliced through the air, cold and sharp.
"If you think so, then that means you're just as stupid as we've always thought."
The siblings' brows furrowed again, the tension in the air tightening like a wire pulled to its limit.
But Foxy didn't care anymore.
"Instead of admitting your mistakes, instead of recognizing that sealing away the only person who cared about you more than herself was the dumbest choice you could've made... you are standing here pretending you had the right to do it?"
She laughed. A short, mocking laugh that said she found the whole thing pathetic.
"You thought you had the right simply because you decided it was the best solution?"
"So that means, whenever you feel like it, you can strip someone of their freedom—just because you think it will save them—without even asking what they want?"
"How hypocritical."
That was the breaking point.
A crushing wave of death intent exploded in the prison as all three siblings' restraint shattered at once.
Their eyes burned with a fury beyond reason, locking on Premier and Foxy with such a cold, suffocating gaze that the two beasts dropped instantly to their knees, their breath caught in their throats.
Their eyes went wide in disbelief. They could feel the Originals' power pressing on their very souls, making it seem as if, at any moment, their soul itself might shatter.
It was that heavy. That dreadful.
At that moment, the siblings didn't care about consequences.
They knew this was reckless—foolish, even—but after everything that had happened to them recently, they were already teetering on the edge.
They were Originals, born to command, to rule without question.
And now, chained and bound, they had to stand here while beasts far too young and insignificant to even look them in the eye under normal circumstances lectured them about life, about what they should have done...without knowing anything?
Did they think it was easy to turn almost every race in the universe against you?
Did they think it was easy—willingly—to make yourself the enemy of a Progenitor?
That would be beyond stupidity.
...But somehow, they had managed to do exactly that today.
"Really... what's going on with people daring to try things with me lately?" Noah's voice suddenly echoed through the chamber, and in an instant, the suffocating pressure from the Originals vanished.
He appeared above them, standing weightless in the air, clad in his usual silver garments.
Cough. Cough. Cough.
Harsh, ragged coughs filled the space as Premier and Foxy tried to catch their breath, sweat and fear streaming down their faces. But beneath the fear was another emotion burning hotter—anger.
A deep, seething anger that wanted to tear the world apart. Anger so intense that their bodies trembled, their auras flaring uncontrollably.
Wind surged with violent speed before sharpening into invisible blades, the kind that would slice anything below SSS rank to pieces in less than a second.
And the world around them twisted, reality itself warping into a swirling mess of colors looked like illusion.
They were losing control.
Their instincts as beasts were overwhelming them, forcing them to submit to that primal urge. And that instinct wanted only one thing...kill the Originals.
But—
"Sleep." Noah's voice was soft, but it carried finality.
The two beasts dropped instantly, unconscious, their bodies slumping in place.
Noah descended slowly, his steps soundless as he came to stand beside his two adoptive children. Then he looked up at the siblings.
A cold smile touched his lips, his eyes gleaming with something dark.
"How lucky you are to be Shadeva's siblings... truly... extremely lucky, I'd say."
"Because do you know what would've happened to you if you weren't?" His steps were unhurried as he moved toward the bars, stopping just before them.
The siblings stiffened. Their hearts quickened.
They could sense... nothing from Noah.
No aura. No killing intent. No presence.
He looked like an ordinary man—an unfairly beautiful one, yes—but nothing more.
And that terrified them. Especially Sylphira, who knew all too well just how horrifying Noah could be.
They stayed silent. Maybe they didn't know how to answer him. Maybe they simply didn't have the courage.
Noah's gaze was unreadable.
"I have a little question for you and this time, if you don't answer, you'll regret it dearly..."
His tone was low, dangerous.
He leaned toward them, his voice still low but now laced with sarcasm. "Tell me... do you think you deserve Shadeva's love?"
The question froze them. Their minds went blank.
Do they deserve it?
They had never even asked themselves that.
It had never crossed their minds that they might not. They were her siblings—if they didn't deserve her love, then who would?
Noah saw it instantly, and a laugh escaped him.
"So, because she's your sister, she has to love you, and you automatically deserve her love by default?"
"If not us, then who?" Ebony shot back, gritting her teeth as she forced herself to meet his eyes.
"We were the first to know her. The first to be with her. The first to show her love."
"If we're playing that game," Noah said, his voice now like ice, "then you were also the first to show her betrayal. The first to give her pain. The first to make her feel loathing... insecurities... trauma."
The more he spoke, the uglier their expressions became.
"It was to—"
"Save me your bullshit," Noah cut in coldly.
"I'm not usually one to get involved in matters between siblings... but Shadeva is my wife now, so I'm compelled to act."
"And I have only one thing to tell you..."
His voice dropped lower, darker.
"You will wish for death if you hurt Shadeva in any way from now on. And also..."
The smile he gave them was empty—soulless. His eyes were void of all warmth.
The siblings trembled, collapsing to the ground as a presence unlike anything they had felt before sank into their souls, ready to tear them apart from the inside out.
"...touch my children again," Noah said softly, "and see what happens to you."
—End of Chapter 293—
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Chapter 294: Chapter 294: How Unfair
Chapter 294 – How Unfair
After warning them never to hurt Shadeva or his children again, Noah vanished from the prison room with Premier and Foxy in hands.
He had only intended to rescue them and deliver that warning to the siblings when he sensed what was happening in the prison cell.
You could've seen his surprise at that moment.
He had never imagined—even for a second—that Premier's feelings for Shadeva ran this deep... deep enough that he, who usually didn't care much about what went on in the house, had gone straight to the siblings to... well, give them a lesson about life?
Kind of funny.
Noah was, in truth, a little proud of him. Proud of Foxy too, when he saw the way they talked to the siblings in that prison when he manipulated time to peer into the past.
But pride came with a sting of sadness, because it made him realize something he'd always avoided facing out of apprehension...he knew nothing about the Premier and Foxy of today.
They were not the same little beasts he had created with his fusion talent. They had grown into completely different beings.
And what's sadder for a parent than not being there while their children are growing? That's the stage where they need a parent the most... to guide them, to listen, to shape them.
He hadn't been that figure for Premier. Shadeva had.
And that was why it felt unfair—more than unfair—that he sometimes caught himself feeling jealous over how close the two of them were.
Noah sighed, a faint shadow of melancholy threading through it.
He had just left a deep, exhausting orgy, and here he was now, thinking about how to be a better parent—and maybe, just maybe, salvage his relationship with his problematic but still unbearably cute children.
How unpredictable life can be?
Sighing again, heavier this time, he teleported them to Laeh's Will Zone and set them gently on the ground.
Almost immediately, Laeh herself appeared, her small form rushing forward to hug Noah warmly, a smile lighting her face.
"You are here, brother!" she said, her voice brimming with a warmth that could melt the heart of the coldest being.
She was too cute, it was honestly unfair at this point.
Noah smiled instinctively, tension leaving his shoulders as her arms wrapped around him.
"How are you, my baby girl?" His voice matched her warmth, and Laeh melted deeper into his embrace.
"I missed you! You're never here to play with me anymore," she pouted, her childish tone carrying a genuine ache.
She knew he was busy with countless things, but her simple, childlike nature couldn't stop her from wanting time with him.
"Well, your brother was busy finding you some new friends to play with. Can you imagine? I found you the Will of a Prime World, my dear."
Her eyes began to glow with excitement, and Noah smirked as he continued,
"And you know what's better? She won't ever say no to your endless craving for play. She will always be up for it. Isn't that great?"
"Wow!!! It is, brother! It is! You're the best!!" Laeh couldn't stop bouncing around him like an overexcited crow.
She kept praising him for the idea, for the effort of finding her such a perfect playmate.
Then Noah paused, a thought slipping into his mind.
"Wait... does that mean you can interact with her? Will to Will? How does that even work?"
Laeh tilted her head and explained, "If we're close enough, we can meet and talk. And starting with Prime Worlds, they can leave their world to wander—nothing happens to the world as long as they're fine. But they must be careful, because whatever happens to them outside will be transferred to the world they govern. That's why most rarely leave...it's too dangerous, too unpredictable."
"So there is no need to worry, brother! We can play together!"
She ended with a beaming grin, clearly telling him to leave the rest to her.
Noah smiled softly. It was interesting, but he didn't dwell on it.
"You will talk to Ester about it. Tell her I said to let you play with Nixie... whenever you want."
"Okay!" Laeh nodded quickly and turned to leave, already itching to play. But before she went, her gaze lingered on Premier and Foxy.
Her head tilted slightly.
"Are they okay, brother? Did you make them sleep?"
Noah nodded, walking toward the two beasts before sitting down in front of them.
Laeh went quiet for a moment, then spoke again, this time with a voice uncharacteristically serious for her.
"It's not easy, brother... it's not easy to be considered your children here in Laeh, where everyone worships you as someone unfathomable, untouchable."
"They suffer, day after day, under the world's gaze... everyone wondering why you chose them... and not someone else."
"They need you."
For a moment, she spoke not as a playful child but as the Will of Laeh itself. Then, as quickly as it came, the solemnity shattered—her expression brightened again into that same mischievous, childish grin.
"Well, I'm off to play, brother!!! Say hi to these cuties for me, hehehe!!"
She vanished, leaving Noah with his two children.
He shook his head, wondering when he would get used to Laeh switching from sage-like wisdom to pure childishness in the blink of an eye.
He wasn't even sure which was her real self.
The childish one? The serious one?
Maybe both. Maybe neither.
But it didn't matter. He knew her love was real.
And he hadn't forgotten his promise...to make Laeh the brightest star in the universe.
A promise he intended to keep, starting with plundering every world they touched. But first—
Noah turned his attention back to Premier and Foxy, who were now stirring awake.
"Where... am I?" Premier's voice was soft, dazed.
"Urgh..." Foxy groaned, clutching her head against a pounding ache.
Slowly, with visible confusion, they blinked themselves awake. Their eyes scanned their surroundings—until they landed on Noah, sitting on a white fire chair before them, smiling.
And then the memories came flooding back—the prison, the Originals, their loss of control.
Their eyes widened, and shame hit them like a blow.
How could they have shown that ugly side to their father?
Their heads dropped instinctively.
"Father..." they said in unison, their voices hesitant.
Noah just smiled, rising from his chair at an unhurried pace.
"It's kind of a beautiful day today."
He tilted his head slightly.
"Wanna take a stroll with me?"
—End of Chapter 294—
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Chapter 295: Chapter 295: How Loving
Chapter 295 – How Loving
Noah was walking along the beautiful road in the Will's zone of Laeh. The sight was spectacular.
The sky was an amalgamation of every color that could possibly exist—both in objective reality and in the realms of imagined reality. They blended together in such a seamless, perfect fusion that it was impossible not to be in awe when looking up.
In front of him stretched a white and silver forest, its trees towering like sky-reaching spires, their beauty bordering on the ethereal. The grass covering the soil mirrored that same silver-white hue, glowing with a soft, tranquil light that soothed the heart of anyone who walked upon it. Here and there, small animals could be seen at play—sometimes with their own kind, sometimes with entirely different species.
For example, just beside a narrow, glittering river, a female chimpanzee was playing with a wolf, their laughter—or what seemed like laughter—carrying easily through the forest, a strange yet heartwarming sound.
It was a place of pure peace, the kind that could make you forget the rest of the world.
But Premier and Foxy didn't seem to share the feeling. They walked behind Noah, keeping just enough distance to make it clear—they were hesitant to be too close.
The sight was quietly saddening. They were father and children, but it didn't look like it. It looked instead like a master leading two nervous pets, following because they had made a mistake.
Noah sighed. "It's kind of embarrassing if you walk behind me like that, you know? Come here. Walk beside me and enjoy the view." He didn't turn around, but his voice reached them all the same. They hesitated, then slowly closed the gap until they walked alongside him—Premier on his right, Foxy on his left.
Together, they moved at an easy pace. Noah occasionally commented on the animals, or joked about how this would be the perfect place to nap far away from his noisy wives.
He spoke of the Will's zone in the Shadow Realm, praising the countless shadows that filled it but also calling it unbearably dull compared to Laeh.
At first, Premier and Foxy barely responded, only nodding or giving a single word here and there. But Noah didn't stop talking, and eventually, their replies lengthened—small, hesitant at first, then warmer.
Noah smiled softly.
The more he spoke—telling not of grand conquests, but of strange little moments and ridiculous situations—the more the tension broke. They even laughed at some of the sillier stories, seeing a different side of their father.
Bit by bit, the invisible wall between them thinned.
It was only then that Noah stopped walking and sat beneath the largest silver-white tree in the forest. Premier and Foxy joined him without hesitation this time, their expressions lighter than when they'd first arrived.
"Father, I didn't know you actually dared to use Mother Neko to win over Mother Zara," Premier said, eyes wide. In his hands, he scribbled in a small notebook.
Noah chuckled. "I was new back then. All I could do was count on my dear wingman—well, wingwoman—to help me win Zara over. You should have seen them. Zara was completely taken with Neko."
Both Premier and Foxy laughed.
"You're such a player, Dad... is that why you have so many wives?" Foxy teased before suddenly adding, her eyes glowing, "I want to meet someone exactly like you!"
Instantly, both Noah and Premier turned their glares on her.
"I'd like to see the man who dares love anyone other than my daughter," Noah said, voice cold.
"Have you lost your mind? You're marrying a monogamous man," Premier added, equally cold.
Foxy froze, startled by the sudden intensity. Then,
"You—Father—you have more wives than I can count. And you," she turned to Premier, "you're taking notes from him so you can do the same one day." His wolf ears twitched in embarrassed silence.
The two males glanced at each other, then looked back at her with identical expressions.
"So what? You're not marrying a polygamous man."
"No negotiations."
The words came in perfect sync.
Foxy's irritation flared, and the argument began—a woman pitted against her overprotective father and brother.
Neither of them listened to reason. In the end, she gave up, unable to win against the two of them together.
But not without a parting shot. "Fine. But I'm telling my mothers...all of them."
Noah and Premier laughed, the sound warm in the cool forest air, before they fell into a companionable silence. They sat watching the forest, their hearts lighter.
Noah's eyes closed quietly.
And that's only then—
"You are my children," he said suddenly.
Both Premier and Foxy immediately turned their attention to him.
"It doesn't matter what the world—or the entire universe—says about you, or if they question your worth. You don't have to listen. You don't have to care."
"You, Premier... you were the first being I ever created with my talent. That's why I gave you your name—Premier— that means 'First' in another language. You are my first..."
"...and like I've always said, the first always holds a special place. Be proud of that, Premier. Be proud to be the first and eldest child of Noah Vaelgrim. Do not cower. Do not falter."
Premier's chest tightened, his heart pounding. Tears welled up before he could stop them, spilling freely down his cheeks. His breath hitched, heavy with emotion.
Noah's tone softened, but he didn't stop.
"As for you, my dear golden fox... you might not be the first, but you are the second. My first girl. My first daughter."
A small chuckle escaped him.
"And you know how much a father can love his daughter—especially his eldest girl, the one who makes him realize the joy of being looked at with tenderness, with love, with admiration. You are my little princess. Be proud of that. So don't cower, and don't falter...because you are the little princess of Noah Vaelgrim."
Foxy's eyes brimmed with tears. The emotion in her chest swelled until it overflowed, spilling out in choked sobs.
Neither of them could stop crying. They didn't try. It was the kind of release that went deeper than words.
Their sobs echoed through the silver-white forest, and soon animals of every shape and size approached. Their eyes were soft, filled with the same love Noah's words carried.
Noah stood, pulling both Premier and Foxy into his arms. They clung to him, crying harder.
Hic... hic... hic...
"F-Father..."
"D-Dad..."
Their voices trembled between sobs.
Noah smiled faintly. His eyes shimmered, but he closed them, hiding the moisture.
And then—
"I love you, my dear children."
"And remember... you are Premier Vaelgrim and Lorna Foxy Vaelgrim..."
"...the Eldest of the Blasphemer of Reality."
So...
Show them who you are.
—End of Chapter 295—
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Chapter 296: Chapter 296: How Funny
Chapter 296 – How Funny
They cried.
They cried hard until their bodies couldn't give any more, until exhaustion overtook them and they finally fell asleep on Noah's thigh.
It was strange—truly strange—to see two grown people shed so many tears in a single moment. But as strange as it was, it was also deeply saddening.
Because the older you grow, the more you learn to restrain your emotions, to control your feelings, unlike a child who will cry until their voice breaks, even if they want to stop.
So when you see a grown man cry, it hits differently—
Because it means one thing... they've reached their breaking point.
Not always a negative breaking point, but still, it exposes the weight, the sheer heaviness behind those tears.
And in Premier and Lorna's case, those tears were loaded with misunderstood, restrained feelings far beyond what most could even imagine.
Fortunately, Noah understood that weight. So he simply sat there, back against the silver-white tree, letting the peaceful atmosphere settle over him while he thought about everything that had just happened.
He had never planned to be a father so soon. Hell, in some ways he still saw himself as a kid—after all, he wasn't even thirty yet. But for reasons he couldn't entirely put into words, he had accepted the role and the duty of being that figure for Premier and Lorna.
Maybe it was because he felt responsible for them after creating them, after giving them life—especially since they were his first creations.
Or maybe... it was something else.
He didn't know. And maybe he didn't need to.
It didn't matter.
What mattered was that he had taken on the role. And that meant he had to fulfill it completely, without fail.
That was easier said than done.
Because Noah had never had a father figure—not in this life, nor in the one before.
He hadn't even known a man capable of bridging that gap, of showing him what it meant to have a father who genuinely cared.
Rome? Pure trash, nothing else to say.
The past King of the Elves? Maybe not as bad as Rome, but not far behind. Same with the past King of Beasts.
They might not have been outright villains, but role models? Not even close.
So in his situation...
"I am completely alone, aren't I?"
Noah muttered with a small, almost nervous smile. He didn't really know how to act with his children. But—
"I will learn. I will do my best to be the best father figure I can be."
His voice carried a quiet but unshakable determination.
He didn't want his children—even if they weren't his by blood—to grow up carrying the same trauma, the same suffering, the same insecurities that could follow them for life and become their downfall.
That was the last thing he wanted.
And to avoid that, he knew he could start with simple things—things that might seem obvious to others, but to him... they weren't.
"I have to be more present in their lives. I have to be there when they're at their lowest, to lift them up and help them go further than they think possible."
Just like he did with his wives.
He would do the same with his children.
Sighing, Noah lowered his head, looking at the two tear-streaked faces resting on his lap.
It was pitiful... and also a little funny.
He had to remind himself of the mood they were in just to stop himself from laughing. But there was still one thing he could do.
"Fathers have embarrassing pictures of their children, right?"
Noah's lips curved into a mischievous smile as he pulled out—who knows from where—an artifact.
An artifact that could capture a moment in perfect stillness.
A camera, to put it simply.
He grinned like a dad with a plan and snapped pictures of Premier and Foxy's tear-swollen faces, snot and all, from every possible angle he could think of.
Once satisfied, he tucked the artifact away.
"I need to make a special room to store these. One day, when these little brats are standing at the top of the universe... it's going to be hilarious to show them. Especially if they have families of their own."
He laughed softly, already imagining the scene.
He honestly couldn't wait.
As for the probability of both Premier and Foxy reaching the very top of the universe?
Come on.
Would there ever be a Vaelgrim who didn't reach that level?
Highly doubtful.
But the truth was—the ending wasn't what mattered most.
It was the journey.
The process.
What it would take to get there.
Because having the goal was good. Being certain you could achieve it was even better. But...
Were they ready to face what lay ahead? The harrowing experiences that would tear and mold them?
And when they reached the end, would they still be the same?
Or would they have become someone —something—entirely different?
What would happen to this beautiful, chaotic, and downright degenerate family?
He wondered. He truly did.
But for now, Noah's thoughts returned to the present.
He looked at Premier and Foxy—their features bearing nothing of the Vaelgrim bloodline.
Foxy still had her golden-retriever hair and eyes, her beautiful, fluffy golden tail curling lovingly around Noah's leg.
Premier had his ever-black hair and burning red eyes.
Nothing like the Vaelgrims. Nothing like him.
Looking at them, anyone would think they had no connection to Noah at all.
And maybe... maybe that was part of the reason they had felt so left out.
But Noah had kept them that way for a reason.
He didn't want them to be like his wives—not in terms of spreading his lineage. His wives each reflected a part of him, but none carried his true bloodline in full.
Selene had the ice aspect. Ester, the shadow. Shadeva had recently gained the motherhood aspect of his bloodline—a little different from the others, but still... nothing his children could truly inherit.
His children would be different.
They would carry the core of his bloodline. They would be the ones to spread the true lineage of Noah Vaelgrim.
Which meant they had to be special. Unique.
But he hadn't found a way yet. And with the matter of the Shadow Realm taking up his focus, the thought had slipped aside.
"But I can't postpone this any longer."
Noah closed his eyes, pushing his cognitive abilities into full focus.
Searching for the answer to one question—
What would his children be within his bloodline?
What role, what power, what mark would set them apart?
He needed to find it.
And he would.
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Chapter 297: Chapter 297: Your Destiny
Chapter 297 – Your Destiny
A way...
He had to find something for his children, something that would not only be an integral part of his race as a whole, but also tied deeply to his bloodline.
For that, he decided to first consider what they already possessed — their nature, their abilities.
Lorna was a golden fox with the gift of illusion. Foxes were already known to be sly, manipulative, and dangerously charming. Add her illusion ability to that natural allure... and she became something far more dreadful.
So for Lorna...
"Illusion... the ability to alter the perception of others, to make them live an entirely different reality. The power to fool every sense, to trap them in the worst nightmare imaginable... or the most beautiful dream they could ever experience," Noah muttered under his breath, his mind sinking deeper into his own understanding of the illusion affinity.
The more he thought about it, the more an idea began to take shape.
His race shouldn't be normal. In fact, with him as the Progenitor, it couldn't be normal.
It needed to be whole, self-sustaining, able to exist without being anchored to any single place... or even any single universe or reality.
Something clicked in Noah's mind as he imagined Lorna's evolution.
Many ideas came — wild, tempting — but only one remained, solid and feasible.
"Dream... why not create a Dream Realm? A realm anchored to Laeh itself, not the universe. A place where Lorna holds dominion over the dreams of my entire race. And on top of that, grant her full authority over illusion — so that, in time, she could blur the line between reality and illusion completely."
His eyes narrowed slightly. "Meaning... her illusions could become countless other realities."
When the thought solidified, he couldn't help but question it. Was it safe to give his daughter such a terrifying power?
It wasn't about trust.
No, not at all.
It was about whether she could control it without losing herself in endless layers of dreams and lies.
It would not be easy.
He could give her the power, yes. But mastery, the mental discipline to wield it... that she would have to earn herself.
And so, the solution was simple. "I'll seal their powers and let them unlock them gradually," Noah decided, before his thoughts shifted toward Premier.
For Premier, strangely enough — or perhaps not strange at all — Noah didn't need to think long.
Premier was a wolf. And every time Noah imagined the ultimate evolution of that race, his mind went to the legendary Fenrir of his old world who was the embodiment of inevitability, of doom, of... End.
And that was exactly what Premier would be.
"The very definition of End in my race. If he decides something must end — and I do not object — then it ends immediately or drawn to that fate. Outside of my race? His power can run rampant for all I care. If he wills it..."
A slow grin spread across Noah's face.
"He could even end this universe. Or maybe my daughter will drown it in dreams and illusions so deep that reality itself becomes a question."
The thought pleased him but also reminded him that before they could wield such powers, they would need the minds to match them.
"So, it's settled. Lorna will be the very Origin of Dream and Illusion in my race, an Elysiari not just to Laeh but to the entire universe once I give her those Origins."
"Premier will be the End. And he too will have the Origin of that concept, so he can embody it completely."
They would both be extensions of him — his reach, his will. He would be behind them, peering through the providence of reality, guiding them along their destined paths.
Nothing would escape his gaze.
Nothing would escape his sense.
Nothing would escape his dominion.
His children could be their own people, without the burden of trying to surpass their father. After all... that was impossible.
He sighed softly, lowering his gaze again to their sleeping faces, peaceful and unguarded as they rested on his thigh.
A warm smile touched his lips.
"I cannot wait to see you become what I have in mind for you," he murmured, and then decided to transform them into Elysiari now, while they slept.
"You will be completely different when you wake. You will have new powers... and a destiny to fulfill. The one I, Noah Vaelgrim, have chosen for you."
Two drops of his white, pristine blood appeared in the air.
They were nothing alike. One was dreamy, almost illusory — sometimes radiating warmth, sometimes a deep and harrowing chill, its form shifting every instant.
The other was rigid, taking the form of a scythe, emanating an aura of pure destruction, nothingness, and void.
Noah had fused all three concepts into one to gift Premier.
The drops floated toward their rightful owners.
And then,
"Epithet," Noah said, as the air itself trembled in fear, awe, and reverence.
"My cute little daughter... your name shall be The Weaver of Infinite Reflections."
Ouhhmmmm—!
Space rippled. For a heartbeat, it felt like an entirely different reality had bled through — a vision of a silver-haired woman with eyes reflecting infinity, seated on a throne built from fragments of realities themselves, each shard pulsing with power. The woman's gaze met Noah's, and she smiled... before fading away.
When the vision ended, Lorna was cocooned in white light.
Noah's smile deepened, but he wasn't done.
As the second drop of blood sank into Premier—
"Epithet."
"My dear firstborn... your name shall be Endbringer of All Things."
RATTTTLE—!
Space shuddered violently... and began to vanish, as if commanded to simply... end.
Another vision seized him. A silver-haired man with deep red eyes, a scythe gleaming in their depths, stood in a wasteland of pure nothingness — a place where nothing could be born, where existence itself had long since died.
The man turned, his red gaze locking onto Noah's, and he smiled.
Then, the vision vanished, reality snapping back into place.
Premier was now encased in his own white cocoon.
Noah sat there, looking at both of them with the visions burned into his mind.
He already knew what they were.
A slow smile formed on his lips.
"It seems... the destiny I have chosen for you isn't so bad after all."
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Chapter 298: Chapter 298: I don't know
Chapter 298 – I don't know.
Noah smiled.
He was able to see all these visions only because of Providence, and that made him realize something.
If his power was strong enough, if his understanding of Providence reached high enough… then he would have been able to forcefully step into that reality — the one where the future of both Lorna and Premier existed.
"Ah… Providence, I'm falling in love with you harder and harder," Noah muttered under his breath as he watched the transformation of his children.
I have fallen way earlier, Noah, she responded inside of him, her face carrying a small, loving smile.
Noah grinned, and suddenly he felt eager — eager to hunt down the personification of Fate, Destiny, and Causality itself, to strip her or him of those origins.
Very, very eager.
And that was something he would do in the near future.
For now, it was time to settle a long-standing partnership.
He looked one last time at his children and left behind words etched in the very fabric of space above them before disappearing.
Leaving behind two glowing, pristine white cocoons that would soon give birth to…
The two beings who would be known as The First Scions of the Blasphemer…
The Twin Heralds of the Unwritten and the Unmade.
The one who wove illusions and dreams into another reality, and the one who shaped realities into a forgotten dream — an illusion lost within the river of time.
…
Noah appeared in a completely different place inside Laeh.
This place reeked of destructive energy. The surrounding space was fractured, the sky above this land a deep crimson, torn by red crackling lightning that ripped through space and time with every strike.
The ground was dry, emitting a faint, ominous red glow. No trees. No grass. No life.
Only bare earth and scattered mountains.
It was depressing. But far more than that, it was deadly.
This was none other than the territory of Anya.
Noah walked calmly, glancing around from time to time, until he reached a colline — the highest point in sight, making it feel like he was just an inch away from touching the sky.
And there, perched on that very spot, was a crow. A black crow with deep red eyes.
He approached slowly and crouched in front of it, smiling as the bird looked at him with apathetic eyes.
"Gods, Lucie… I missed you so much," Noah said with a wide grin, speaking to the crow.
Lucie — the being sent by Echidna, the Demoness within Laeh, for the Battle of Champions.
She stayed silent for a moment before her beak slowly opened, and a soft, gentle yet utterly apathetic voice flowed across the colline.
"Lord Absolute, I am honored to have you in my company," she said politely, making Noah's smile widen even more.
There was just something… fascinating about Lucie.
No matter how abnormal or obscene he became, Lucie never looked at him differently. Never treated him differently.
From the very beginning until now, she had always looked at him with the same apathetic eyes.
No emotion. No judgment.
Even Noah himself couldn't read a single feeling from her.
And that was…
"…interesting."
"Truly, you amaze me, Lucie. I've always wondered why I couldn't see your emotions. Me — the one who controls that power better than even the one who embodies it."
He moved a little closer, extending his hand toward her. Lucie, still in her crow form, stepped onto it calmly, listening.
Noah placed her on his right shoulder and turned his gaze to the near-yet-distant red sky of Anya's domain.
"I thought at first it was because you had some special technique, some skill or talent that let you hide your feelings," he continued.
"At that point, I could have just asked you what you used to hide them… but I didn't. Do you know why?" he asked the silent but attentive crow.
Lucie didn't respond right away.
She never did. She always took the time to fully process the words of her interlocutor before speaking.
And so,
"Because you wanted to find out yourself. Because… I was interesting," she finally said.
Noah smiled.
"Indeed. I mean, when else can you find someone who can hide their emotions this well? Hah… back then, I couldn't stop telling Zara that if she fought you at equal power…"
He grinned.
"…she'd lose miserably. Don't you agree with me, Lucie?"
Lucie shook her head softly.
"I do not dare to think such a blasphemous thing about Lord Absolute's wife," she replied, her voice smooth and calm.
Noah burst into laughter.
"Hahahah! Lucie, you're far too rigid. But let's get back to our discussion. I was saying — I thought you had something that let you hide your feelings."
"Something I wanted to figure out myself. But now I know… there was nothing to find out at all." His tone shifted, serious now.
"You… Lucie, you cannot feel emotions. You have no emotions inside you. Absolutely nothing."
Lucie didn't even react. Instead, she nodded calmly.
"Yes. I don't have them," she said, falling silent again.
Noah said nothing, but inside, he felt a wave of tremendous pity for her.
Now he understood why Lucie never bothered to do anything unless ordered.
Because without emotions, there was no drive. No motivation. No dreams. No will.
Life itself was nothing but an endless grey. Blank. Motionless.
Emotions are what push people to grow and evolve.
They're what push someone whose family was murdered to seek revenge and grow stronger.
They are what push a father to strive for a better life for his children.
They are what push a mother to endure the pain of childbirth for the chance to hold her baby.
They are what push someone to cling to life and survive.
They are what drive the world… the universe… reality itself.
So, to see someone lacking such a basic thing that every being takes for granted… it was harrowing.
Knowing this, Noah couldn't stop himself from asking the one question he truly wanted to know.
"Lucie… how is life treating you?" he asked softly, eyes fixed on the crimson sky.
Lucie was quiet for a long moment. Her mind drifted as she thought about her life till now…about what the experience she had lived and the lessons learned from them.
But strangely — or maybe not — even thinking of all this…only one response that came to her mind when Noah's question echoed through her mind.
"I….don't know." She said as she looked at the endless crimson sky above and…felt nothing.
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Chapter 299: Chapter 299: Lucie
Chapter 299 – Lucie
"I... I don't know," Lucie responded with a soft but unmistakably emotionless voice.
She really didn't know how life treated her—because she had no emotions to speak of, and just like Noah had said... without emotions, life was a stagnant, endless grey that didn't look bad or even good.
It was just life. Nothing else, nothing more.
Noah heard her response, and he couldn't help but smile wryly at it.
What could he say at this moment? Some comfort or something along the line?
They wouldn't matter as Lucie can't feel anything. At best, she will respond politely like always.
He sighed again, this time a bit more sadly.
"Do you know why? The reason you don't feel any emotions, I mean," he asked, his voice low but there was curiosity inside it. He wanted to know if there was any particular reason behind her state.
"I don't know, but my master knows the reason. She said she will tell me one day... when she feels like I'm ready to know." She said, still staring at the crimson sky while perched on Noah's shoulder.
'Echidna, huh... I was going to meet her anyway. I'll ask about it,' he thought inwardly. That was why he came here to begin with, but for now, he just wanted to talk a little more with Lucie.
He created a chair made of threads, then sat silently and peacefully. The surrounding destructive energy didn't even dare to approach him, fearing that if Noah didn't mind their affront... their Queen would destroy them immediately.
So, they stayed far away, making for a strange sight—because inside Anya's destructive domain... there was a spot where there was none. A space where the air was clean, and even rich with life.
But neither Noah nor Lucie cared. They sat there, enjoying the silence and the tranquility — of course, if you ignored the red lightning repeatedly striking the sky without any rain — all around them.
If the sky was blue or even white instead of crimson... then this scene might have actually been relaxing.
Well, we don't always find ourselves in our desired position and even so, there was a certain beauty in the crimson sky.
"Let your imagination run wild. You don't especially need to feel something to be creative, so tell me... what would you do if you could feel emotions?" Noah paused as he took Lucie from his shoulder and placed her on his lap, gently caressing her feathers.
"What — in your own perception — you think could interest you?"
Lucie tilted her head, her expression pensive. She thought hard and long before she turned her head, locked her red eyes on Noah, and said innocently...
"Sex. I want to have sex."
...Silence.
For a moment, Noah wondered if he'd heard wrong. But that possibility was immediately discarded after remembering who he was. So that means...
"Are... are you serious?" Noah asked, truly surprised.
Not because the idea was wild, but because he had expected everything except the word 'sex' coming out of Lucie's mouth.
"I'm serious. I want to know what it feels like. I've tried putting my finger inside me, but I didn't feel anything," Lucie continued, her words making Noah awkward—because they were uttered with complete expressionlessness.
He was used to his wives saying this kind of thing with love-filled faces... or just horny-filled faces.
But now... blank.
And honestly, that was quite scary. And the worst part?
Lucie didn't even look like she was done.
"I thought it was because my finger wasn't long enough, so I changed. Then I tried to put my whole arm inside my pussy. But... it was quite awkward in that position. I stopped and took a stick and..."
At that point, Noah just shut down his mind and stopped listening.
It was weird... for a moment it even looked like Lucie was enjoying seeing him awkward. But that was impossible.
He regretted asking that question. After all, who would've thought Lucie was this perverted?
She knew damn well she wouldn't feel anything, but she still looked fascinated by the act of putting something inside her.
But weirdly... in all the things she mentioned, not once did she ask a living being to penetrate her.
It was like she was only interested in objects.
A weird kink, honestly.
But at the end of the day, Noah was quite satisfied. Because he finally discovered something about Lucie.
She was a degenerate by nature. If she's already like this without emotions... can you imagine if she had them?
Noah couldn't help but think that even Lilith and Dominique might bow down to her.
He chuckled at that thought, finding it hilarious.
His chuckles made Lucie pause as she looked at him with a tilted head.
"Was I funny?" she asked.
Noah nodded with a smile. "You were funny indeed. I think you would've been very well known if you decided to be a comedian."
"I mean... it's kind of funny to see someone cracking jokes left and right with a completely apathetic face, hahah! I mean, I would have paid to watch such a being," Noah said as he laughed again, imagining that scene.
She nodded simply. "I'm glad that I made you laugh, Lord Absolute," she said.
But Noah just smiled faintly. "Are you truly glad?" he asked, but it was more rhetorical than anything else.
So he spoke again,
"Do you want to have them?" he suddenly asked.
And for the first time, she responded instantly, without any delay.
"Yes. I want to," she said.
Noah nodded. "Then I'll give you those emotions."
"And also..." Lucie started to speak again.
"I've heard Lord Absolute is the best in bed... it might be presumptuous of me, but can I ask you to be my first time once I have them?"
"I can also beg for it," she said seriously.
Weirdly, she didn't doubt the fact Noah could give her emotions. Instead, she was already planning her first time with him for when that inevitable day came.
Noah's lips twitched heavily. 'What am I now? A damn gigolo?' he thought, but still shook his head to Lucie.
"Hélas! I only sleep with my wives, my dear crow," he said.
"I'm willing to be your wife and slave," Lucie interjected. For her, it didn't matter, she only wanted to secure her first time. After all, it was the thing she was interested in the most... sex.
But Noah shook his head again.
"You first need to have the accord of my wives for that," Noah said.
And this time, Lucie paused and didn't respond immediately. She seemed to think for a comeback on this one... and indeed, soon something surfaced in her mind.
Something she heard during one of her spontaneous travels with her crow body, looking around Laeh.
She looked at Noah again, and her crow beak seemed to open as if... smiling?
Then...
"I can be your side chick, Lord Absolute."
Noah looked at her blankly. Slowly, he opened his mouth...
"I beg your pardon?"
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Chapter 300: Chapter 300: Echidna
Chapter 300 – Echidna
"I beg your pardon?" Noah asked, surprised beyond measure.
He never once thought that, one day, he would hear something like this.
In his past life, he had worked like a dog for a woman who dumped him the moment she spotted a better guy.
And now he was here — and not even considering his many wives — a girl was telling him she accepted being his side chick.
Willingly.
And that begged the question:
Do you need to be handsome, wealthy, and hold good power in society to receive this kind of treatment?
Unfortunately... yes.
I mean, let's be honest. A woman will never come to a broke guy and tell him, "I'm willing to be your side chick, just fuck me."
And as for the ugly ones? Well, if you're ugly and rich, then possibly yes.
But ugly and poor? That's the criminal combination.
No one on earth should be in this situation. Because honestly, you are cooked if you are.
But all that was just a small parenthesis to say only one thing...
You cannot be ugly and poor, guys.
You cannot.
...
"I said that I am willing to be your side chick," Lucie repeated without much hesitation, as if unaware of what she just said.
But not at all.
Lucie might lack emotions, but she doesn't lack mind. And even if there were many things she could not truly understand because of her state, some things are not so difficult.
And she knew what side chick meant. That's exactly why she said it.
She didn't know if she'd be able to gain the favor of all of Noah's wives, so the simplest solution was just to be his little woman hidden from the eyes of all.
For her, it's not that bad.
She'd get to have Noah fuck her and be with him from time to time.
Yes, for her.
She didn't consider at all Noah's side or his view of things.
But again... do you expect her to?
These types of things only occur to you when you feel emotions. If you don't... it won't even cross your mind.
And Noah noticed that but didn't say anything on the matter. He just stayed silent, locking his white threaded runic eyes on her red ones.
His mind was spinning. Not because of what Lucie said, but just because... Noah just realized how truly important emotions were.
He already knew they were important.
But there was one thing that he had overlooked in his earlier thoughts about emotions—
It's that without them... are you even alive? A living being? Are you...
"...human?"
Lucie tilted her head, confusion etched on her crow's face.
"Are you human?" Noah repeated again.
Because Lucie was not a demon. She was a human under Echidna. At least that's what Noah and everyone else thought.
But now... he was doubting that.
Hearing his question, Lucie responded. But her voice... her voice was filled with uncertainty.
"...yes?" she said.
Noah held her gaze for a long while before slowly—
"You have a way to contact Echidna, right?" he asked.
She nodded.
"Can it be done right now?"
"Yes. I just need a good amount of demon's blood to activate it. But it won't last long. At most it will be around 2–3 minutes. It's not much for a long discussion, Lord Absolute," Lucie explained calmly.
For the blood of demons, it wasn't that difficult to obtain, because as said before — there were some beings who chose not to become Elysiari, so Noah could just kill them without care and take their blood.
And as for the time limit...
Noah smiled faintly.
"Even one second can be as long as eternity if I wish it, my dear crow. So don't worry about that and just do your thing."
Lucie nodded. "I will go search for the blood," she said as she began to flap her wings, preparing to depart right away — but Noah held her tightly.
"Don't bother. I'll do it for you."
And the moment his words echoed through the air... was the same moment that hundreds of demons appeared on the colline with them.
They were disoriented, their faces bore expressions of confusion. All of them were in the midst of doing something — as you could tell by the state they were in.
And there was a weird one...you could see one particular scene where a male demon was in the process of thrusting into a female demon. Their faces were filled with sweat and dark, lustful grins.
Immediately, all eyes were on them. Some looked at them with contempt, others with envy.
But all of that lasted only for an instant — because the moment Noah turned his eyes to look at them, they all instantly dropped to their knees, their heads slamming into the ground with such a heavy thud that the colline trembled for a moment.
"WE GREET THE ABSOLUTE! THE ONE BLESSED BY THE RECORDS! THE HOLDER OF WORLDS! THE ULTIMATE CONQUEROR!" they shouted in unison, their voices filled with fear... but also unmistakable awe.
Noah smiled quietly.
"My people..." Noah began to speak. His voice was calm, smooth — but absolute.
The whole world froze. Space had no meaning at that moment. Time didn't even dare to exist around him.
Everything was in a completely static state.
Nothing moved except one thing — or rather, one being.
Noah.
"It just so happens that I need the sacrifice of demons for a thing of mine," he spoke clearly, then paused again, letting his words sink in.
"I plan to sacrifice you. Is there anyone amongst you who doesn't wish that fate?"
And only then did the world start to move again, giving the others a chance to speak.
The demons' response was instant:
"IT'S AN HONOR, O ABSOLUTE!" they said in unison, slamming their heads again on the solid earthy ground.
Noah nodded, pleased.
"For your sacrifice, you shall be revived in a better situation... and a good destiny, if you seek it right," he said.
No other words were needed.
Instantly, their bodies transformed into deep crimson blood, mixed with black.
At that moment, Lucie transformed into her own beautiful form — her two different colored eyes glowing — and she controlled the blood to transfer it into an artifact that looked like a slitted piece of an eye covered with deep red cracks.
It was eerie.
The moment the artifact absorbed all the blood, it began to glow with an intense red light that painted the world in a crimson hue — before it cracked and shattered into different pieces of flesh, slowly beginning to reconstruct.
Black flame began to flicker here and there, but soon the whole space around them was covered in that same black flame, making the temperature drop exponentially.
As the flesh began to take form, a womanly shape emerged.
It was a black-skinned woman with different kinds of tattoos on her body, each one seeming to tell the folklore of fire and destruction. Her hair was as black as midnight, falling behind her like a waterfall of black blood.
Her eyes were deep and profound — twin black flakes that seemed to whisper faint echoes of flame.
Echidna, the Demoness of Flame and Destruction, had arrived in Laeh.
But instead of the usual confidence she had infiltrated Laeh with in the past...
This time...
"Gods, Echidna... stop burning my little sister, will you?" Noah said in a calm, almost bored voice — and immediately the black flames around Echidna were snuffed out, as if they never existed.
Making the poor Echidna shudder in deep horror.
'W-what the...?'
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Chapter 301: Chapter 301: Divine Fury
Chapter 301 – Divine Fury
Echidna was stunned beyond measure.
No,even the word stunned didn't do justice to what she was feeling at that moment.
She was horrified.
She looked at the man in front of her—this man impossibly beautiful, with silver hair flowing down his shoulders like a tapestry of moonlit river.
His eyes...were impossible.
Echidna couldn't help but unconsciously shudder as she looked into those white, thread-woven, runic eyes that seemed to hold all the mysteries in the universe—eyes that looked directly into her fate and her destiny.
She stood there, unmoving. Not even trying to utter anything.
Because right now, she was still trying to make sense of what she was seeing.
Because if she was right, then the man in front of her was—
"N-Noah Weaverheart..?" Echidna said, her voice trembling as she stuttered out Noah's name.
If she were anything but black, you would've seen a shade of pink burning across her stunning face.
Noah smiled at the name.
It had been such a long time since someone called him that.
For a moment...he almost missed it.
How could he not? That was the name of his dear, loving mother. Her legacy. But more than that—that was the name he was reborn with, the name that gave him a second chance.
By all accounts, that name was dear to him.
But that's how life goes. Sometimes you have to let go of something to obtain something greater.
Yes. If you want to become who you must become, then you certainly have to destroy who you are.
And by doing so, Noah was no longer a Weaverheart.
Right now...
"I am indeed Noah. But I am Noah Vaelgrim."
He smiled faintly, his body lounging with even more impossible grace in his threaded chair.
For a moment, it didn't look like he was sitting on a chair.
It looked like he was sitting on a throne that encompassed everything between heaven and earth.
He spoke again.
"It's been a long time, Echidna. How long again? I don't know how time flows for you... down there."
His voice was calm and smooth.
And it made Echidna begin to relax around him.
She stayed silent for a while, not knowing what to say, but eventually...
"How... how did you become like this? How come I feel like you've reached World Dominator Rank? What's with the change of name? And why...why do you not even feel human anymore?! What happened?!"
Echidna was freaking out.
Noah was just too different from the last time they met.
Back then, he was just a pitiful human at B or A rank. He was special, yes—but there were many special beings in the universe.
So nothing truly out of line.
Yes, he had become an abomination during their meeting, proving how unfathomable his potential truly was.
Yes, potential.
But what stood in front of her wasn't just potential.
It was deep, terrifying power that made her heart race and her spine shiver in dread.
For a moment, Echidna was even tempted to bow before him.
That was how his aura felt.
And that was not surprising. After all, Echidna was just a Mythic-rank being, just like Justicia.
She had no worlds under her—nothing close to dominion—and that made her even more fearful now that she realized what Noah had become.
A World Dominator.
A being... under a hundred years old?
That was no longer the level of an abomination.
'...He...he...what is he????'
Echidna was losing her mind. But more importantly, she was losing her self-esteem.
The first time they met, she had the upper hand. And even then, by the end, they were nearly equal.
But now there was no equality.
Having realized that, Echidna suddenly seemed to lose some of her aura.
She looked like any other powerful being in the crowd. Ordinary. Shaken.
Noah couldn't help but shake his head as he saw her breaking down.
He didn't even say anything, and she was already accepting defeat.
He shook his head again, this time not out of pity.
But out of disappointment.
"I see now why you are still in the lower levels of Hell. Why you haven't progressed all these years."
Noah's voice was sharp.
Echidna snapped her head toward him, her face twisted with confusion.
"What did you just say?" she asked.
Noah answered coldly.
"I said... I understand now why you're still just a simple Demoness in the lower levels of Hell. After all, just seeing the level of power I have reached is already enough to make you give up."
"I wonder... how do you act in front of the rulers of Hell? They're as powerful—or more—than me. Tell me, my dear Echidna..."
He smiled mockingly.
"...Do you cower in front of them too?"
His words were made to wound.
And they did.
Echidna's aura suddenly flared. Her eyes burned with black flame as she glared at Noah with divine fury.
Space and time around them began to burn, twisted and devoured by black fire.
Behind Echidna, the manifestation of a phoenix-dragon fusion appeared, its slitted golden-black eyes locking on Noah like a predator wanting to devour him alive.
"How dare you?!"
Her voice cracked the sky open.
Flames rained down like judgment from above.
"How dare you utter such words?! Do you know my situation?! Do you know how Hell works?!"
Each word came with a force that shook the world.
Laeh, a middle-grade world, could barely hold under her rage.
Only the Vaelgrims could surpass beyond the SSS-rank limit here.
So when a divine being like Echidna unleashed her anger...
It tore the land apart.
But Echidna wasn't done yet.
She approached Noah, stopping just an inch from him—so close that the ground beneath vanished, the entire hilltop swallowed into void.
And yet, Noah didn't move. Hell, he didn't blink.
His chair remained anchored in space, untouchable. His hand gently caressing Lucie, who watched the scene with detached calm.
Echidna leaned closer. Her voice was furious, but also filled with something raw... something bleeding beneath the rage...
"Do you think all of us have the gate to become an abomination? To be favored by the Records and cared for like a beloved child?"
Her voice grew louder.
"Tell me, Noah—TELL ME!!!"
BOOOOOMMMMM—
Space behind Noah shattered completely by the echo of her voice, at the end only the void remained.
Noah smiled faintly at her outburst. It looked he had struck something deep and that he was the last straw.
But he didn't care.
What he cared about instead...
"Echidna, it's basic courtesy to show respect when you enter the home of another being."
His voice was soft.
"So... first of all, you'd better sit down and lower your voice when you talk to me."
Immediately, as if the very heavens were pressing down on her spine...Echidna knelt, the space beneath her cracked.
"And second of all..."
Noah's smile widened.
But this time, it was murderous.
"It's the last time I'll tell you to stop burning and hurting my little sister."
The world froze for a moment alongside with time. Then, it began to rewind making all destruction undone.
And everything returned to the moment before Echidna exploded.
And as she watched it all rewind, all she could think was...
She was fucked.
—End of Chapter 301—
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HAREM STEALER: REBORN WITH THE GOD-TIER SHARING SYSTEMC302: Truth
Chapter 302: Chapter 302: Truth
Chapter 302 – Truth
Echidna was kneeling on the very fabric of space, her head lowered.
She didn't know how to react to just what happened. She was here, shouting and destroying the world with her fury.
But with the same simple voice of Noah, it looked like the very heavens were against her as she kneeled on the ground.
She should have expected this. After all, she was a simple Mythic-ranked being and Noah a World Dominator. The difference between the two was not a small one...it was a huge one.
But she acted this way...because not only was she jealous and envious of the stage Noah achieved in this little time.
But also, in one corner of her mind, she just couldn't accept that the boy she could crush with only her aura had surpassed her.
Yes, it was pride. It was ego.
And now she was paying it by kneeling in front of Noah.
She clenched her teeth tightly—so tightly it looked like they would soon shatter. The sound echoed through the silent space around them.
Noah looked at her, amused. He didn't have anything against Echidna, to be honest. But he didn't like the fact she was such a coward for flinching in front of power.
He had a goal. And that goal was to take over the entirety of Hell. And for that, he needed a very capable agent inside—someone who could do the little tasks that would make the process easier.
Just like how Shadeva did with the City of Order.
So, he didn't need a coward. He needed a courageous one. A person who wouldn't flinch just because someone was stronger, but one who would try to find a way to take them down.
If you're weaker but more intelligent, use your mind and take them down.
If they outclass you in every way, then outclass yourself—or find a whole new domain where you will dominate.
There was no magic potion to this. There was only the unending crave for power and evolution.
Because being stagnant...was not an option in this universe.
But clearly, Echidna lacked in that part. She looked like the typical being who was all talk and acted big in front of the weaker—but submissive in front of the stronger.
So pitiful. So pathetic.
But he couldn't be too hard on her. After all, she didn't tell anyone about his Abomination status or anything of the sort.
Noah shook his head. He clicked his finger and made time around them infinitely slow.
Another chair made of threads appeared beside him.
"Come and sit. We have many things to talk about," Noah said softly before falling silent.
Echidna hesitated a little, not knowing what to do, but eventually she accepted. It didn't look like she had any other choice to begin with, considering what level of power Noah just showed her.
So with a resigned face, she stood up slowly and sat on the chair. She glanced in the process at Lucie, who returned the gaze with utter indifference.
Echidna smiled softly, not surprised in the least by this.
"My first question is, what's going on with Lucie?" Noah asked directly, not attempting to ease the atmosphere like he did with his children.
He didn't have that much attention and patience span for this matter.
Echidna looked at Lucie for a moment, then slowly opened her mouth.
"You must have already guessed it..." she started, her voice hiding an undertone of fear and apprehension towards Noah.
"...but she is not human—or anything you might have seen in your life," she added then.
At this, Lucie tilted her crow head to the side, finding this earthshaking news pretty...interesting.
Noah smiled woefully at the lack of reaction to a news that should have been existential for anyone—but for Lucie, it looked like any other information. Just, a bit more interesting.
"What is she?" Noah asked, wanting to know what Lucie truly is.
"I don't even know myself. All I can tell you is when I found 'her', she was just a small spherical metallic object."
"I said metallic, but it was very malleable."
"She obtained this physical body because I took a random blood of a human I had on my clothes and placed it on it for a test and..."
She paused for a brief moment.
"...she became the Lucie I—no, we all know," she finished her explanation and stayed silent, giving Noah the time to absorb the new information.
But Noah had already absorbed and understood even before she finished.
'A metallic object... something malleable... something that probably took the shape of the blood it absorbed.'
'...why does it look like an experiment the beings from Earth would do? The thing about creating artificial life with biotechnology...' Noah couldn't help but wonder.
Is there a world so advanced in this field?
"Where did you find her?" Noah asked again, his voice more sharp and tense.
"In a shattered ruin. Beside Lucie, the only thing I saw were words inscribed on the ceiling. Weirdly, till now, I didn't forget the words..." Echidna paused a little bit, then said what she read.
She quoted:
"To reach the truth of all objective and imagined realities is to know how to swim upstream of the Great River."
The words echoed deep inside Noah. For a moment, he closed his eyes and repeated them again and again and again.
There was just something compelling about these words.
'Swimming upstream...' Noah repeated these particular words, finding some insight inside them.
He sighed again and suddenly felt like...he was still a newbie in the matter of this universe. And this became even more obvious as time passed. This fact made him hungry for knowledge.
'Haha... I understand now why Aurelia is so obsessed with knowledge.' Noah thought with a dry laugh.
After all, knowledge truly was power.
Shaking his head to focus again on the present moment, Noah slowly lowered his head to look at Lucie before smiling faintly.
"What do you think about it? Your Origin seems pretty interesting, Lucie. Do you wish to know more about it?" he asked.
Lucie nodded, indicating her interest.
"Then we will find a way to do so. I am curious about whoever wrote those profound words," he said to her and finally concentrated back on Echidna, who was pretty shocked to see such affection from Noah toward Lucie.
It was weird.
"Echidna, I also have something to ask you."
He smiled sharply.
"How would I fare if I decide to conquer Hell right now?" he asked.
But the answer came unbelievably fast as Echidna's voice echoed with certainty beyond measure.
"You will die."
—End of Chapter 302—
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HAREM STEALER: REBORN WITH THE GOD-TIER SHARING SYSTEMC303: The Weight of a Race
Chapter 303: Chapter 303: The Weight of a Race
Chapter 303 – The Weight of a Race
"You will die." Echidna's words were spontaneous.
There was no hesitation, not even doubt.
Noah was, honestly, a little bit surprised by how unwavering she was in her answer. She had seen how powerful he had become and how fast he could improve.
So what made her think he couldn't conquer Hell in its entirety?
He asked the question.
"Why is that?"
Echidna looked at him with her eyebrow raised, as if not truly understanding how he dared ask such a question.
"First of all, you might be at World Dominator Rank, but inside Hell there are many more at that same rank—and even higher. But that's not the main reason I said you will die."
Her voice took on a darker, tenser tone.
"How will you fight against a Progenitor?" she asked.
Noah still didn't say anything, he just listened attentively.
"I don't know if you're aware of their existence or not, but if you think that with not even a hundred years of existence, and only at World Dominator Rank, you can go against a Progenitor..."
At this, Echidna couldn't help but smile at the ridiculousness of Noah's question.
"...then you're sincerely mistaken about all this. There's a fundamental difference between a Progenitor and one who isn't. And believe me, it's not a small difference."
Noah nodded softly, then,
"So only a Progenitor can go against one?" he asked.
Echidna nodded. "Yes."
Noah smiled faintly. "I see. Thanks for these answers then. But I wonder... what makes a Progenitor so... special? Besides the fact they are the beginning of an entire race, of course."
Echidna shrugged tensely, her lips curling into a despicable smile.
"Do you expect me to know such knowledge with my current status? Heh." She lightly scoffed at the end, now feeling even disdain for herself.
"I don't know what makes them special, but there's at least one thing I know—or rather something everyone with enough power knows..."
"...the only way to have a chance to win against a Progenitor is to kill all the beings in his race without exception. Only then will you fight him on the same ground. Otherwise... you will feel the weight of an entire race every time he strikes during the battle." She finished, then fell silent as she looked toward the far crimson sky of Anya's domain, her expression dark.
The very fact of speaking about such a high level of power made her feel bad. Because she realized how small she was... even after reaching a height many across the entire universe would dream of.
But did she really care about that? After all, does it matter if you possess something others would kill to have... if there are still so many things you don't yet?
Power, wealth, influence, recognition, talent...
She wanted more and more of it every day and—
Isn't that our life of today?
People generally look at what they lack... but not at what they already have.
They grow jealous over others who have more than them — just like how Echidna became jealous of Noah — without even taking into consideration what they have over others.
Unfortunately — or rather fortunately — life doesn't work like that.
If life gave you something and you looked at it with disdain instead of gratitude... then you won't have anything better than that.
That's a fact.
The same way a human can come to you with the beauty of his heart and gift you something—but you look at it with disdain and say, "I would have preferred..."
Tell me, do you think that human will come back to gift you something again?
If you think yes... then you're a fool.
So, the matter is simple at the end of the day:
Be grateful.
Only those who are will have more.
But...be grateful and add to that the will to work hard for what you want to achieve, without feeling jealous over the results of others.
That's the key.
That's... a worthy philosophy to follow in this wretched but temporary life where at the end of the day... nothing matters once you're under the hard soil.
Isn't that right?
But again, I'm digressing...
We were talking about how Echidna felt about her situation... how she felt small despite everything she had achieved.
Noah saw her expression and lightly shook his head.
"Everything can be obtained in this universe where the Records reward the daring," Noah suddenly spoke.
"Especially for you, with your not so-ordinary lineage, you can achieve many things... if you just changed how you view reality."
He turned his head towards her.
"You won't progress if you only think about what you lack. Take what you have, study them, be grateful for them, and see a day where you elevate them—either by direct upgrade or a complete transformation of it." He said, then fell silent, letting her drown in her own thoughts.
He only wanted to help, not only because he couldn't bear seeing such a being act like she had nothing or had achieved nothing just because stronger beings existed but also because he needed her.
And he didn't need someone with a shaky mindset.
Echidna was in deep thought after Noah's words. She could sense the meaning behind them... but she still couldn't truly understand.
It felt like something was blocking her from that state of understanding...that state of enlightenment.
Frustration started to bubble inside her heart, but she did her best to calm down. Finally, she turned her head back toward Noah and smiled awkwardly.
"I'll keep those words in mind..." she said softly before falling silent.
Noah nodded slightly and continued to look at the horizon while gently caressing Lucie on his lap.
Soon, silence enveloped the surroundings. Even the lightning above the crimson sky refused to strike again, afraid of disturbing the Absolute's tranquility.
This tranquil scene continued for a while, with Echidna squirming in unease on her seat until Noah spoke again.
"You have potential. Just start looking inward... and stop comparing yourself to others...."
He turned his head to her and smiled.
"Comparison is the thief of joy, after all."
"I'll call you back the next time I decide what to do with Hell. In the meantime..."
"...evolve. And be better. Not easy to do, I get it. But you have to."
Immediately after his words, Noah let go of the control he had over time around them and instantly, Echidna transformed into a black light and disappeared from Laeh. Her time had expired.
Noah stayed silent for a moment, remembering all that had just been said, before slowly getting up, a smile tugging at his lips.
"Lucie, are you interested in seeing how I torture someone who dared to touch one of mine?" he said suddenly, making Lucie tilt her head in confusion.
But he only smiled.
It was time to teach that disgusting rapist a lesson... and ease the mind of his dear and silent mother-in-law.
—End of Chapter 303—
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