HAREM STEALER: REBORN WITH THE GOD-TIER SHARING SYSTEMC304: The Field of Mercy
Chapter 304: Chapter 304: The Field of Mercy
Chapter 304 – The Field of Mercy
Noah, with Lucie on his shoulder, appeared back in a very special place.
This place was a new one, one neither his wives nor any of his close ones knew anything about. It was a place he personally constructed for one purpose.
To torture Bari.
But the place didn't look like a place of torture. It was a middle-sized field with glowing white-silver flowers and trees all around, giving it a soft but mystical vibe. The sky was silver, with a pure white orb of sun hung above.
The field was filled with silver sheep who were going on with their lives peacefully, eating the grass on the ground without a care.
And at the center of the small field, where a small river with pristine white water flowed, Bari was standing there with her real body, without being chained.
She had been brought to life by Noah with his soul abilities combined. Then, with his creation affinity, he created her exact body and gave it to her.
By all accounts, Bari should have been happy. She revived and got to live in such a beautiful place.
Yes, she should be happy.
But Bari couldn't stop her body from trembling and her mind from being filled with harrowing fear since the moment she was brought here.
The place was beautiful, with even special sheep all around, who every time tried to be close to her as if wanting to speak to her, but she always ignored them.
Because to her, this place is a hell decorated as paradise. She wanted to get out of it so badly, but she couldn't.
Instead, she chose to end her own life because she knew whatever was waiting for her here would be much worse than death.
But that too didn't work.
Every time she killed herself, she revived.
She tried again and again until she couldn't anymore. Now she was standing there, looking at the white river, her thoughts filled with desperation and unfathomable fear.
'What did I do? What did I do? What did I do?' Bari was repeating this question again and again.
She was regretting heavily touching Sari. Immensely even. If she could rewind time, then surely she would not even get close to her.
But right now—
"Hey, how do you find this place?" Noah's voice echoed behind her as Bari jerked in fright. She snapped her head around with ridiculous speed and saw a face that haunted her and caused her nightmares to no end.
It was an abnormally beautiful face, but to Bari...it was the face of the Devil.
She started to shiver, the light became darkness in her sight.
Noah smiled, seeing this. "Why are you trembling already? I didn't even start yet," he said softly, then the grass on the ground twisted and grew to form two beautiful and detailed chairs made of white flowers.
"Come and sit down beside me, will you?" Noah said as he sat on one of them.
Bari hesitated for a moment, but seeing the empty smile of Noah was enough to make her run and sit on the chair with a trembling body and soul.
She was living a nightmare.
Noah then spoke loudly, "All of you, come here."
Instantly, all the sheep listened to his orders and appeared before him and Bari.
There were dozens or so.
"Tell me, Bari...do you recognize them?" Noah asked with a smile, pointing at the sheep.
Bari instantly felt something was terribly wrong. A sudden chill cut through her heart as she steeled herself and looked at the sheep.
But nothing came to her mind.
"Okay, let me help you," Noah said, then clicked his finger. Instantly, all the sheep transformed into different beings.
Men, women, old, young.
All of them—
BADUM—!
...were beings Bari knew. After all—
"Mother...father...? Leah...? Haun...?" Bari started to say the names of each of them, her mind going blank the more she realized that...
All of them were people very dear to her. People whose lives and well-being were more important to her than anything else.
Noah clicked his finger again and they were transformed back into sheep. He turned his head toward Bari and saw her looking at him with wide, terrified eyes. Her eyes were literally dilated from fear. Her body was trembling so much the chair she sat on started to creak.
Her breathing became ragged and tears started to fall from her eyes.
She was extremely afraid. No—she was so afraid that Lucie, the emotionless, could almost feel her fear.
That was madness, but the worst — or maybe the best — thing was that Noah hadn't even started yet.
"I've heard of special cultures where people sacrifice sheep on special occasions." He smiled emptily.
"Why don't we try? Don't worry, in this place..."
"I am life. I am death. They won't die until I will it."
"No...no...no, please...mercy...have mercy..." Bari started to cry and beg, but Noah didn't even look at her.
Instead, he took out a very dull knife and placed it in Bari's trembling hands.
"Go. You have the honor to kill them," he said, then sat more comfortably, his legs crossed over each other.
Bari's eyes widened.
'Me...? Kill my own parents...? My loved ones...?' She couldn't do that...no, she couldn't...she couldn't.
She started to repeat it again and again.
But—
"If you kill them in a satisfactory manner, I will release you," he said to Bari. Then he turned towards the sheep.
"And you...I will release you and give you back your original bodies if Bari doesn't kill you."
Then he turned back to Bari. "And oh—I might add that if you don't kill them and they escape..."
He smiled.
"You will be chained to a tree and I will send a very special bird to come every day to eat your whole intestines and organs and brain over and over again. And I will make sure the pain is doubled each day until..."
"...eternity and beyond. So choose carefully."
"What will you do?"
"Will you let your loved ones go and suffer eternal punishment?"
"Or will you choose yourself, escape this place, and let your loved ones be slaughtered here every day?"
He smiled innocently.
"I am curious. Tell me, you lowly rapist."
At his words—
Bari's mind was completely overtaken by deep, harrowing, profound, and unmistakable horror.
Yes.
Now she realized who she dared to rape. But unfortunately for her...
It was too late for regret.
—End of Chapter 304—
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HAREM STEALER: REBORN WITH THE GOD-TIER SHARING SYSTEMC305: 305: Nothing
Chapter 305: Chapter 305: Nothing
Chapter 305 – Nothing
Bari was tetanized.
No—no, that word wasn't nearly enough to describe the horror she was feeling right now. Her mind was working overtime, desperately trying to make sense of what she'd just heard.
She either killed her loved ones, by herself, with that dull knife that was created to hurt and nothing else, in order to be freed from this beautiful and deceitful nightmare—
Or she didn't kill them, and she would be held here, tortured until eternity and beyond.
"You have two minutes to choose before I decide myself, and I can assure you it won't be in either of your favor," Noah suddenly said, his voice breaking through her spiraling thoughts.
His voice was calm and gentle, but Bari couldn't help the way her body quivered under it. Slowly, she raised her head to meet his eyes and…
Oh.
What a beautiful, horrifying sight it was.
Noah's eyes were too beautiful to be described by any mundane term anymore. But sometimes, the most beautiful things are the ones people fear the most.
Because they're too beautiful to be possible.
The same way an ordinary man might fear an exceedingly beautiful woman because she's too dazzling, too untouchable.
But for Bari, the fear didn't come from that. The fear came from within Noah's eyes.
Absolute apathy.
That's what she saw.
It was as if, through Noah's eyes, she wasn't even a shadow. She wasn't a living being. Not a daughter. Not a friend. Not a woman.
She was…nothing.
Noah's lips curved into a small, empty smile. "You know what, take your time. I'm quite free. But I can change my mind and end this at any moment, and if I do… I'll increase the punishment by a billion."
He said it softly. Then he stayed silent.
Bari's hands clenched so tightly that her knuckles turned bone-white. Her body was shivering with dread, her mind clouded by countless thoughts, questions, and the overwhelming weight of despair.
She didn't know what to do. She was torn.
She didn't want to hurt her loved ones but she didn't want to be tortured for eternity either.
The thoughts became so much that she thought her head might explode. She suddenly fell to the ground, her trembling hands holding her head so tightly it looked like she was trying to crush her own skull and be done with it.
Then Noah clicked his fingers again.
Immediately, voices began to echo around the small paradisiacal field.
"M-My daughter… please don't kill us."
"Bari, big sister… please, have mercy, be truthful. We didn't do anything. We are innocent in this matter."
"Take responsibility… please… please… we don't want to be slaughtered here for your own actions…"
Their voices—those of her loved ones—rang out like a chorus of the damned, crafted only to push Bari further into madness.
And it was working.
"No… no… no… I didn't want this… I didn't want this… I didn't… I swear I didn't. I SWEAR!!" Bari cried, shouted, banged her head against the beautiful ground littered with white flowers.
"I… am sorry."
Bang.
"I… am sorry."
Bang.
"I… I… I am sorry."
Bang.
She continued, until the once-pure white flowers were drenched in her thick, black, shadowy blood. But she kept begging, kept seeking forgiveness from the people she loved the most.
"My… child… if you're sorry, then don't kill us," her mother said, her voice filled with unbearable sorrow.
"Yes, please bear the consequences of your own actions… please, Bari… please, for once, stop being selfish. Stop thinking only about yourself. Please, Bari…"
They continued to plead, continued to beg but Bari wasn't listening anymore. She was in a trance, repeating her apologies over and over while they watched helplessly.
This went on for a while… until they grew tired of it.
Their gazes shifted to Noah, and what they saw on his face made their hearts pound even faster, his expression was beginning to look… impatient.
Their fear skyrocketed, and with that fear, their tone changed.
"BEAR THE CONSEQUENCES OF YOUR OWN ACTIONS, YOU UNLAWFUL CHILD!!"
"IT'S YOUR FAULT. IT'S YOUR DAMN FAULT. WE TOLD YOU TO CONTROL YOUR FUCKING URGES! WE TOLD YOU! WE FUCKING TOLD YOU, BARI!!"
They started to scream, their voices desperate, angry. They ran toward the kneeling Bari and began to kick her with their sheep heads and hooves with merciless precision.
They were done.
It was her fault. And now she refused to take responsibility?
They didn't ask her to do it. They didn't guide her hand. They weren't even aware of the incident.
So how come they had to go through this pain? How come they had to be transformed into lowly sheep, ready to be slaughtered for eternity?
What had they done to deserve this?
Because they were loved by Bari?
But who the hell wants this kind of love?
No one.
"NO ONE WANTS YOUR FILTHY LOVE!" her father roared as he delivered a resounding kick to her cheek, sending Bari crashing to the ground with a loud thud.
"Please… don't hit me… I love you… I love you… I didn't want this… I didn't want this…" she muttered again and again.
But they weren't listening anymore. Their eyes were filled with fear and fury—fury born not from hatred, but from the unbearable dread of what the demon behind them might do at any moment.
They needed time. They needed to make Bari so overwhelmed, so broken, that she wouldn't even think of killing them.
Yes. They wanted her to suffer here eternally.
Because if it wasn't her… it would be them.
And they would choose themselves every single time.
Noah watched the scene with a soft smile on his lips. Lucie, perched on his lap, tilted her head.
"Is that what emotions do to you?" she asked, confused.
Noah nodded.
"Indeed. That's what emotions do to you. Emotions are powerful tools but they can be dangerous when used wrongly."
"Right now, what you're seeing is something that happens everywhere in the universe. It's just people choosing themselves over others. Refusing to sacrifice their own comfort and freedom for someone else."
"And can you really blame them? They're innocent. Their only crime was being loved by Bari."
"And because they know that… they loathe her love even more. Because her love is the reason they're here. Her love doomed them."
"But…"
Noah smiled again, and just at that moment something snapped inside Bari.
"Today might not be the best moment to be so hard on someone who is on the verge of madness."
Instantly, Bari moved and stabbed her mother with the dull knife.
Her body was shaking, her eyes shedding tears of blood and grief, her face pale and filled with dread.
"Please… don't hurt me…" she whispered then stabbed again.
"Please… don't hurt me…" she whispered again and another stab.
Her loved ones screamed. They tried to run. They cursed her with profane words. But Bari only cried and continued stabbing her mother again and again and again all while pleading for them to stop hurting her.
The sight was…
Horrifying.
Her mother's blood splashed across her face, her white clothes, and the white ground.
"…B-Bari…" her mother whispered through the pain.
Bari stopped immediately. For a moment, her mind seemed to clear as she saw what she had done.
"Mother…? Mother…? I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" she cried as she clutched her mother's broken body.
But—
"Y-You… you are a filthy, abominable being. You… are nothing. You… are nothing."
And then… her mother died in her arms.
Bari sat there, frozen, her mother's words echoing in her head, the woman she loved with all her heart…
Something shattered inside her.
"Hahaha…"
"Hahahahahahah…"
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!"
She laughed hard, her head thrown back, blood gushing down her face harder and faster.
Bari had been broken.
And with that—
She stood, dull knife in hand, and took a shaky step forward.
"Don't run from me, please…" she said, her voice low but heavy.
"Don't run away from me… I'll give you peace…" she said as she ran toward her loved ones, ready to slaughter all of them.
Maybe for her freedom.
Or maybe…
For nothing.
After all…
She was nothing.
Noah watched it all with indifference.
He didn't care that he'd involved innocent people in this.
The only thing he cared about was making Bari feel the most unimaginable pain possible.
Because,
'You dared to touch what's mine?'
'I will strip everything from you.'
Even your own sanity.
—End of Chapter 305—
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HAREM STEALER: REBORN WITH THE GOD-TIER SHARING SYSTEMC306: The Fate of Bari
Chapter 306: Chapter 306: The Fate of Bari
Chapter 306 – The Fate of Bari
Noah sat silently, watching the scene unfold with a detached gaze.
Bari succeeded in killing all of her loved ones, all while crying, laughing, and pleading with them not to hurt her. But wasn't she the one hurting them?
That's what her loved ones were crying after some time, but Bari was quite adamant about the fact that she was the one being hurt as she continued to plead them.
And indeed, in a sense, she was right.
They were not hurting her physically, but she would've wished that it was only that. Their words, the way they looked at her—those wounded her more than any injury she had ever suffered in her entire life.
They cut through her weak heart with merciless precision, making her choke with pain as she cried and begged.
Things would have ended like that, with her killing her loved ones, but...
"It's not satisfactory. Please, let's do it again. Put more of your heart in it, Bari, will you?" Noah said with a faint smile, his eyes looking at her with fake warmth.
At his words, the surrounding space quivered as all the sheeps began to resurrect from the dead. Their spilled blood started to retreat back inside them as life began to shine in those blank eyes. Soon, they were all on their feet, with pristine bodies—but their minds... their minds were shattered.
And it wasn't even done.
Again and again and again, Noah resurrected them each time Bari killed them, with the pretext that he wasn't satisfied. This continued like this for a while or more precisely... for the hundredth time.
At this instant, Bari and her loved ones might as well be considered dead.
Their minds were gone. Their eyes hazy, black putrid blood with a disgusting scent of pain and grief flowed down their cheeks like a flowing river. They sat there on the beautiful white flowery ground, unable to even budge or react.
Bari was covered with blood from head to toe, the blood of her loved ones. She had killed them so many times that now... it almost became an instinct. The proof came soon as she raised her hand in a weak, sluggish, and pitiful manner to stab her sister in the belly.
Her mind was not working. it was her body.
Her sister, too, didn't move. By now, the numerous deaths had numbed their minds and senses.
They didn't feel anything.
It was truly a harrowing sight, but it became even more so when Noah gave them back their original appearances—and there... things really started to settle inside Bari's mind as she looked at her loved ones' dead bodies.
She squealed like a banshee, her cry echoing through the beautiful space in a woeful manner. She approached her bloodied loved ones with haste, but in that haste, she lost her balance and fell face-first with a loud thud, making the flowers on the ground be covered in her tears of black blood.
She didn't care. She stood up and then approached again, this time managing to be close without falling.
It was a close call, honestly.
She started to cry and ask for forgiveness. Then she turned and looked at Noah. And instead of feeling hate beyond measure, she felt hope—and she kneeled on the ground shakily and stiffly, her breathing ragged and the words she wanted to say choked under the walls of her throat.
But she steeled herself with one final will, before—
"P-Please... save my family..." she begged.
That scene was almost tearful to watch. A woman on her knees, renouncing her dignity in order to save her dead family.
Yes, it would have been touching... if people didn't know what she used to do.
Because truly, can you feel pity for a rapist?
A being who saw someone living their life tranquilly and decided, "Oh! Let's give this person some deep trauma!" and then actually went and did that by raping them?
It's wild to think about it.
After all, if you desire something like that, there are many brothels in the world. If you like situations where you dominate and rape, you can pay someone to play the game with you...
So why rape? Why destroy the lives of others just because you can't control your fucking urges?
The more Noah thought about it, the more he couldn't control the anger that was boiling inside his very being like a thunderstorm on a turbulent ocean.
He wanted to make Bari suffer so much that she would no longer recognize anything. So much that she would lose herself in endless pain.
So—
"Save you? Save your family? Bari... the very fact that you dare to say this to my face means I'm not torturing you enough, right?" Noah's voice was like the clap of divine thunder. It was swift, but extremely loud to the ears.
Bari quivered under his voice, her head bowing to the ground as she pleaded for mercy and forgiveness, but Noah wasn't in the mood for that kind of crap anymore.
Instead, he raised his right hand in a deliberately slow manner.
But in that process, a cornucopia of colors gathered around his palm and started to twist and swirl upon themselves as a spherical shape began to form. It looked like any other sphere, just this one was made with an uncountable number of colors, and inside... there was a single tree made of white flame, with a white phoenix at the top of the tree looking bored.
This was a small realm Noah created on the spot.
Noah then took Bari's soul. She instantly cried out in panic, but Noah ignored her completely. He tied her soul to the very realm and transported her inside—under the burning tree.
Chains made of white flames burst from the tree and grabbed her whole body, then chained her under it.
"ARGGGGGHHHH!" A sharp and agonizing cry echoed as Bari felt her very being burn under the white flame.
"It's not over yet," Noah muttered under his breath as he took the souls of her loved ones before giving them the shapes of parasites and putting them inside Bari's body.
"You will suffer unimaginable pain if you don't eat Bari from the inside out." That was the condition Noah placed.
And without needing further instruction, they started to eat at Bari's heart, intestines, organs, and even her throat and eyes... in fact, they were eating her whole. But Bari was recovering fast—only, she wished she didn't, as the parasites devoured her again.
"And this..." Noah started to speak as he looked at the scene inside the realm—
"...this is for eternity," he finished, and as if hearing his words, Bari cried out,
"NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"
But unfortunately...
It was far too late.
—End of Chapter 306—
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HAREM STEALER: REBORN WITH THE GOD-TIER SHARING SYSTEMC307: I Never Cry
Chapter 307: Chapter 307: I Never Cry
Chapter 307 – I Never Cry
Noah stood there in the beautiful garden, his expression was forlorn, as his eyes looked at the white expanse of beautiful flowers.
As if reflecting his mood, the garden darkened. The white sun above was replaced by a dark sky with a red, bleeding sun. The surrounding flowers changed too.
They were once white-silver, but now they were deep black, glowing with an eerie woe.
Noah stood amidst this scene, with Lucie on his shoulders, looking at him with a tilted head.
She didn't understand why her Lord looked so... sad?
But it was simply because Noah had just discovered something. It wasn't something he had never thought about—but it was the first time he lived it.
Vengeance... was quite a bitter thing, right?
A sad and woeful smile crept onto his lips.
He had tortured Bari to the best of his abilities. Then he had put her in a realm where she would be burned eternally with her loved ones eating her from the inside out.
It should have been enough as punishment for daring to rape Sari but...
'...why does this feel so empty?' Noah wondered as he started to walk slowly around the whimpering garden.
His steps were a little less steady than usual, and their echo was not the one filled with confidence Lucie was used to.
The garden seemed to shift with his every step, releasing echoes of sadness but also of warmth, trying to make him feel better.
But Noah was not feeling better.
Because even after doing all this to Bari—the pain, the sadness, the anger... all of them were still there, inside his heart, burning like fire under oil.
He was not satisfied. And that made him wonder, if even he himself was not satisfied with this vengeance, if even he still felt so heavy and bad about it...
'Then how should she feel?'
How?
Noah knew she would just smile faintly, like she always did, and tell him that she was fine.
But he knew that it was all an act. Something as traumatizing as this couldn't be overcome just like that.
He would've loved if that were the case, actually—but reality was often disappointing.
'Ah... a mistake... one mistake of mine. One act of arrogance, and that caused me all this?'
It caused him to see his mother-in-law in this state?
Noah couldn't help but laugh at this.
It wasn't a laugh of joy. No, not at all.
It was a self-loathing laugh. A laugh a man on his deathbed would do when he found out how much he had missed in life because of society's norms.
Yes, a deep and profound laugh of regret.
And what a dreadful feeling to have.
Regret?
Hah... that's something you can only feel, but rarely can do anything to change.
Because most of the time, it's too late. Snd it will make you doubt yourself over and over again.
But... fortunately for Noah...
"You are too hard on yourself."
A voice suddenly echoed behind him, startling Noah as he stiffly looked back and there...
"...mother," Noah said with a forced smile.
Selene's heart felt like it was being shredded by some abomination of a beast as she saw the smile on her cute son's face.
She approached silently, her steps soft and steady, and stood just an inch away from Noah.
Noah didn't budge—he just watched, trying his best not to show his pitiful side to his mother. And so, he smiled.
It was a stiff smile.
"I thought no one knew of this place," he said, trying to make his words light and casual.
It was pretty well done, but... sometimes he forgot that the one in front of him wasn't any person, wasn't any random girl, or even one of his other wives.
No. This was his mother.
And if there was one thing mothers were scarily good at—it was spotting the mood of their children.
Especially one as obsessed as Selene.
"Now you're lying to me. Who could have thought my cute little son would one day lie to me? Ah..." Selene said with a mock woeful tone.
But in that state of emotional distress, Noah couldn't even see through Selene's act and instantly scrambled his words.
"No... I mean, no mother, I just didn't know that you knew this place? Just that, nothing else..." Noah said awkwardly.
Seeing him in this state, Selene couldn't help but giggle.
But oh...
Her giggle alone was enough to dispel the dark sky and the red bleeding sun above the garden. Instead, a blue sky arose with a icy moon, and with that, the garden began to freeze.
Soon, it was transformed into a beautiful ice garden, with purple and blue lotuses floating around in a mystical manner.
Soft blue icy mist started to rise all around the garden, adding to its ethereal beauty.
Noah looked at this scene with slight amazement.
"My son..." Selene said as she approached Noah even more until she put her head against his chest.
Noah didn't say anything.
"Don't be too hard on yourself. You've made a mistake, granted—but it was one you couldn't have prevented."
"I could have," Noah directly countered his mother's words.
"I could have, mother... if I weren't too arrogant, and if I hadn't made my mind unable to think through all situations," he added, his voice cracking slightly at the edge.
The regret was deep.
He had avoided thinking about it since he had a battle to fight but now that it was all over... Noah realized how badly he had messed up.
But Selene didn't quite agree with him on this one.
She raised her head to look at his face, then her hands followed as she grasped his two cheeks tenderly and pressed them together.
A weird and funny sight unfolded. A sight no being in Laeh would believe even if they were standing there watching with their own eyes.
They would rather believe Hell was a good place to live than believe this.
"Madderrr!!!" Noah tried to say "Mother," but pitifully failed with his cheeks squished together.
Selene just laughed again, seeing her little baby like this.
"You might have grown, you might have become something the whole world worships, you might have become something the universe fears and dreads, you might have now the power to destroy hundreds of worlds and apply the most dreadful tortures to any being but at the end of the day..."
"You are still my son, Noah. I birthed you, and even if you have changed along the way...I know you."
"I know how you're feeling, but I also know that this was something that was supposed to happen. It was a lesson for you but also for all of us."
"And instead of being here acting like a depressed child—something Selene's son couldn't be—why not go and solve all this, my dear baby?" Selene said with a smile.
"It's not late after all. You just have to act."
Noah's heart was beating fast as he listened to her words.
It had been a long time since he'd spent any alone time with his mother, with all the shit happening. And it was only at times like this that he realized how much love and care he felt for her.
He realized how much his mother loved him and how she'd always been there, ready to catch him before he fell, when the burden he carried became too heavy.
She was always there.
Always.
A smile crept onto his lips amidst his cheeks being pressed together, as his eyes shimmered a little—before a small tear escaped his beautiful eyes.
Selene's heart dropped as she immediately wiped away his tear, unable to bear the sight of her child crying.
"Don't cry, my cute baby. Don't..." her voice cracked, as tears started to fall from her eyes too.
She cried because her son cried.
Noah laughed at this.
This time, his laugh was not one of woe—but one of liberation.
"Crying? Gods, mother... I am Noah, your cute baby and a respectable man..."
He hugged her tightly with love and affection.
"...I never cry."
—End of Chapter 307—
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HAREM STEALER: REBORN WITH THE GOD-TIER SHARING SYSTEMC308: Tsk Tsk.
Chapter 308: Chapter 308: Tsk Tsk.
Chapter 308 – Tsk Tsk.
Inside the ethereal and beautiful frozen garden, Selene was sitting on the ground as Noah's head rested on her lap, his eyes closed, his expression relaxed.
Since their little sessions of mother and son crying, they had stayed in this position, simply enjoying each other's company.
The lotuses around them were circling in a slow and steady manner, adding to the already stunning beauty of the scene.
Whoever laid eyes on this moment would be quite shocked by such beauty. Selene was achingly, devastatingly, and unfairly beautiful with her long silver hair that reached her lower back, looking like a tapestry of silver threads woven together. Her blue eyes were shaped like snowflakes, holding the very beginning of ice within them. Her skin was pale white, as if the very concept of blood didn't exist inside her, and her mouth, soft and rosy, gave the impression that the water resting within it might be sweeter than aged wine.
She looked like her whole being had been crafted by a primordial blacksmith using the very first shards of ice that existed in creation.
But the man resting on her lap was no less beautiful than her. In fact, we might even admit that he was more beautiful than her—and that alone speaks volumes about how dreadful Noah's beauty was.
Describing him with measly words would be an insult. So, the only thing we can say—just to help your mind try to grasp the level of his beauty, and I doubt you truly can—is that Noah... could get any woman he wanted without much trouble.
When it came to him, the very concept of preference didn't exist. He was everyone's type.
Yes, I know. It's unfair. But that's just how life is.
But right now, neither of them were concerned with beauty. No. Instead...
"Do you have any idea of what I should do with Sari?" Noah asked with a soft voice, his eyes still closed, his breathing in perfect rhythm with the rotating, pulsing lotuses around them.
Selene smiled faintly as she lovingly caressed her son's hair.
"You already know what you should do," she said after a couple of seconds.
Noah sighed ruefully, "Is that the only way? I mean yes... I don't mind but..." his voice trailed off at the end, unable to find the right words to describe his feelings. But the constant caress of his mother calmed him, and eventually—
"I don't want her to think I'm with her only because of guilt. I don't want her to feel like I pity her... Mother... I truly don't want that," he added softly.
"You're thinking too much. Everyone knows you by now. We know that you'd never do anything to hurt our feelings—our pride—or anything of that sort. So, we know you wouldn't accept to be with anybody if you didn't truly love her."
"We know how much you value our connections, and you wouldn't bring someone into our lives if you didn't like her—especially not someone who might disrupt our peace. So why worry? Go. Do what you have to do. Embrace her. Make her feel good about herself. Make her..."
She paused for a moment before a sad smile crept onto her lips.
"Make her feel like nothing happened. And stop acting like a shy and indecisive man. It doesn't suit you," she said, her voice holding a joking tone near the end.
Noah didn't speak for a moment.
And in that moment, you could only hear the wind whipping softly across the garden, almost tender in its touch—soothing the two heavenly beings resting on the ground.
Finally, Noah stood up slowly from his mother's loving embrace. He lowered his head and looked down at her, catching the faint smile on her lips. He shook his head.
"What would I have become without you?" he asked, his tone full of quiet gratitude.
But Selene just smirked slyly at her son, "You wouldn't be here—existing—without me anyway," she said with casual strength, making Noah burst into joyful laughter.
"And you know what, Mother? I wouldn't accept any reality without you as my mother," Noah retorted, before disappearing from the garden—leaving behind a smiling Selene, who couldn't help but shake her head.
"What a smooth talker," she muttered playfully under her breath, her heart beating fast like a young maiden in love after hearing such simple words.
What an easy mother.
...
Noah reappeared inside a room.
The room was very big—at least the size of a regular parking lot—but also very simplistic, with ordinary colors like grey and black painting the walls, ceiling, and floor.
On the far left of the room stood a large, luxurious bed. At its side was a small table, on top of which was a framed picture. The room was illuminated by a soft white light coming from the chandelier accroached to the ceiling.
Noah looked around with quiet intrigue. This was his first time inside Sari's room.
He walked toward the bed and sat gingerly at its edge before picking up the picture from the shelf.
It was one of both Ester and Sari together. But in that photo, Ester still had her original black hair and red eyes, and looked around six years old.
Noah couldn't help but chuckle lightly as he noticed how hard Ester was trying to look expressionless, just like her mother.
The two of them really were identical. Same facial features, same hair, same eyes... Seeing this, Noah almost thought that Sari had simply copied herself.
It was a funny thought—but one he couldn't help but entertain for a little longer, especially when he remembered that he had never seen Ester's father.
But wasn't that a bit daring of him to wonder? After all... had he ever seen, or even heard about his own father?
Never.
But for his own sanity, Noah had long decided to never ask his mother that question—unless she came to him of her own will and started talking about the origin of his birth.
'I'm not curious anyway. I don't want to know who my father is. What's the use of a father anyway? Tsk tsk. I've lived two lives without one... I think I'm a pretty good child, right?'
'Yes def—!'
"Noah?" a soft and surprised voice interrupted his thoughts as Noah snapped his head toward the sound and saw a scene that could make any man drool and start reading with one hand.
Sari was standing there, her body glistening with droplets of water, a small white towel wrapped tightly around her form, showing off her well-shaped breasts and elegant figure.
"...Gods," Noah unconsciously muttered as he stared at Sari like a hungry wolf.
"AHHHHHHH!!"
Sari immediately squealed like a small girl.
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Chapter 309: Chapter 309: Too cute.
Chapter 309 – Too cute
Sari instinctively squealed as she activated her talent, suddenly disappearing from the view of reality.
Noah's lips twitched before he smiled awkwardly, "If anyone heard you, they'd think an intruder broke in," he said while shaking his head in disbelief.
Why did she shout like that?
Noah was almost offended by this. Okay—he was truly offended.
But Sari hadn't even done it on purpose. She had simply been caught off guard by seeing Noah in her own room right after she'd finished bathing. And seeing how Noah had been staring at her... she got shy and squealed.
And now, she felt bad about it. Ashamed to even appear again in front of him.
'Fortunately, all rooms have a sound barrier... otherwise, I wouldn't know how to explain this to the other girls,' Sari thought inwardly, heaving an imaginary sigh of relief.
She didn't even dare to sigh openly.
What she didn't know, though, was that even Noah was kind of ashamed. He shouldn't have entered a lady's room like this just because it was his house or anything of that sort.
Especially if that woman wasn't his wife.
He sighed.
"I'm sorry," he suddenly said, his voice tinged with a hint of remorse. "I shouldn't have entered this room so abruptly without announcing my presence."
He chuckled stiffly.
"I didn't know I lacked such manners as a man," he added as he awkwardly sat on the soft bedside, gently grazing his cheek with his palm.
Noah was surprisingly shy around Sari. He didn't know why, but he always felt like he had to be extra careful when dealing with her.
Well... actually, he did know why. He just didn't want to admit it out loud.
What he didn't know, however, was that Sari didn't quite like this.
"Why...?" Sari's voice echoed through the room, still invisible.
Noah didn't even try to locate her with his senses, though he easily could have. It looked like they had a tacit understanding, talking this way.
At her question, Noah tilted his head, confused.
"Why are you acting like this around me? So reserved, so awkward... so shy?"
"Is it because of what happened to me? Are you pitying me? Or blaming yourself for that incident?" she asked with a bitter chuckle.
"Don't be, Noah. I've already moved on."
And without even noticing it, her voice suddenly turned cold.
Noah felt it instantly and it was like a sharp, divine spear had just stabbed through his heart, making breathing feel like a luxury for a moment.
'What did I do...?' he wondered as his thoughts spun in dizzying circles.
He had made a very basic—but lethal—mistake.
He treated Sari differently from the others. No... he was different with Sari compared to how he was with his other wives.
And that was a fatal mistake.
If it had been something that happened before she was raped, then fine—no issue. But after she was raped? You changed your attitude?
Even if it was out of good intentions, she would still take it badly—because in that moment, she didn't want to be treated differently. She wanted to be treated like before, so that she wouldn't feel... different.
So that she'd know that her being raped didn't change anything about how Noah saw her.
She didn't want pity.
Especially not from Noah.
'Damned idiot Noah!' he berated himself, feeling stupid for such an obvious mistake but now the act was done.
I have to turn the situation around!
His mind urged him to find a way out and soon, he found a lead.
He took a deep breath, and slowly, a faint smile crept onto his lips.
"You're misunderstanding, dear mother-in-law," Noah said as he sat more comfortably on the bed, his voice calm and measured.
"You're thinking I'm doing all this because of what Bari did to you, but—tut tut tut—it's not the case," he said while shaking his head.
Sari—from her invisible state—was watching Noah with an expression full of doubt.
Clearly, she didn't believe him.
But Noah wasn't done yet.
"I was acting like this because I was lost... about how I should approach you on this delicate matter. The matter of..."
A smile as soft as molten snow appeared on his lips.
"...the matter of becoming one of my wives."
BADUM—!
The moment his words echoed, Sari's heart skipped a beat—then started to beat so fast she was afraid it would leap out of her chest at this rate.
"You see, it's exactly because of this situation that I was hesitating. I didn't want you to think I made this decision out of guilt for what happened to you. No, Sari. You know me better than that."
"Do I look like someone who would engage himself to a woman if I didn't have feelings for her?"
The answer was yes.
But that was only back at the beginning of his journey, when he needed every bit of power he could get.
But now... now Noah only chose to be with those he loved.
And like magic, his words began to take effect—because Sari had to admit, it was the truth. With how successful Noah was, he didn't need to do all this.
'Does that mean...?'
Sari didn't dare finish the sentence.
Because she was afraid... afraid that all this was a dream. A product of her imagination and desperation to be held by Noah.
Yes, she longed for it.
She had passed many nights pathetically thinking about how good she and Noah would look together.
No one would've thought Sari had such a romantic side. Hell, not even she had known it.
But I guess you never truly know until your heart is captured by a devilishly handsome bastard with too many wives to count... and among them... her daughter.
Yes, Sari was hesitating.
Not just because she felt like, with how her body had been sullied by that bitch, Noah shouldn't touch her...
But also because her daughter was with him.
You could've thought that being in such a degenerate place where mother and daughter were fucked by the same man would make her feel less averse to this—which, actually, it did—but there were still some things left.
Noah sensed her hesitation, and he knew it wouldn't be easy to dispel all of it with how deep those roots went.
To this kind of situation, Noah preferred to go the route of love...
Or more accurately: obsession.
After all, only obsession can overdrive rationality.
"Tell me, Sari... do you love me?"
"Because as for me..."
He smiled.
"I am madly in love with you."
Once again, Sari's heart skipped a beat but this time, it was so much that her power wavered and her invisibility was undone.
She fell on the ground as she appeared before Noah, still with her towel wrapped tightly around her.
She raised her head awkwardly and looked at him, her face painted with a furious blush.
Noah couldn't help but chuckle.
"Sari... you are truly too cute."
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Chapter 310: Chapter 310: Jolie Coeur Noah
Chapter 310 – Jolie coeur Noah
Sari blushed furiously as Noah looked at her amusedly. At that moment, she only wanted to smack her face in stupidness for reacting in such a way to just some simple words...
Yes, she truly wished they were just that—simple—but actually, they were not. They were words she had waited for a long time to hear, words she had dreamed of heavily, and words she had longed for desperately.
But even through those intense emotions, Sari never dared to act or seek these words out of the man she loved like Red did.
She couldn't.
Instead, she chose to be in her room or even in any place with her invisibility on, as she imagined how they could be together in that place. Sometimes, she laughed at herself for being delusional but...
'What's going on...?' she couldn't help but wonder as she embarrassedly stood up from the ground, looking at Noah's smiling expression with a heart that was beating a little bit too fast even for a being at her rank.
"You heard me right. I'm in love with you," Noah repeated, his voice smooth and his face holding a faint smile. He stood up slowly from the bed and approached the shaking Sari, who just couldn't believe all this was real.
His steps were firm, echoing through the room, sounding like a countdown for some end... Sari didn't allow herself to imagine.
No, she refused. Because the pain would be far greater than anything she had ever faced—even greater than being raped by Bari—if all of this turned out to be false.
Noah's face slowly shifted as a sad smile appeared. "Why do you look so afraid? Tell me... what makes you so afraid to take my hand and be with me?" he asked, his voice carrying an undertone of pain and bitterness.
"Are you thinking about what happened to you? Gods, Sari... I don't care about that. You are innocent here. You are the victim."
'And I am the villain,' he added in his mind, his heart tightening even more with regret.
"But... but you don't deserve this body... you are Noah Vaelgrim, the progenitor of a whole race. How can you touch a body sullied like mine? No... no... you can't!" she said with a stuttering voice, looking far too fragile for a woman with a potential that could make other progenitors mindful of her existence.
It was almost pathetic and unsightly to look at... only if you didn't know what made this unfairly beautiful woman act like this.
But Noah knew. And that's what made it worse.
He finally arrived in front of her and immediately took her into his embrace, enveloping her in a protective feeling Sari had never felt before that moment. She instinctively sank deep into his wide arms like a sponge, absorbing his warmth into her body.
Noah caressed her luxurious head softly and then spoke:
"I would prefer to touch you and choose you to be my wife over the most beautiful woman in this universe, Sari," he said in a deep, convincing voice.
"And stop saying your body has been sullied. You are not. An event like that cannot define you, Sari, and you shouldn't let it affect how you think about yourself."
"I know it's easy for me to say this, as I wasn't the victim..." his voice suddenly turned sorrowful, painful. His heart was beating loudly, showing how stressed and anxious he was.
Sari was able to hear all of that with her head on his chest. And being so close to his heart, so able to vividly feel his emotions through his voice and actions... Sari started to lower her high, unbreakable barrier.
Noah continued.
"I know, too, that it's too late and the damage is already done and me saying all this won't change much... Yes... I know all of that but..."
He smiled bitterly.
"That's all I can do. I can only apologize. I can only give you comforting words to reassure you. And I can only be here for you and give you my shoulders, my ears, my eyes—my very attention every time you need them."
"I can only give you my heart and hope that I am able to show you properly how deeply I love you. If needed, I'll rip it out and show you how it will still beat vigorously with you by my side."
His last words earned him a deep giggle from Sari, who was doing her absolute best not to cry.
But she couldn't. She truly... couldn't.
Her eyes shimmered as tears started to fall from her beautiful eyes, causing Noah's t-shirt to soon be drenched as Sari's face was glued to his chest.
No words were needed at that moment, because each of them was fully aware by then of the feelings of the other.
Feelings Sari didn't have any choice but to accept... because Noah's emotions were too heavy and sincere and his words had touched something deep inside her.
To be honest, Sari never blamed Noah.
Never.
Why would she? She was weak and complacent, so this happened to her.
In her mind, it was simply her own fault. What she was afraid of was especially Noah and the other girls' reactions to what happened to her.
But it turned out... she was worried for nothing.
They didn't look at her weirdly, they didn't pity her, they acted just like before but also showed their care and support.
It was only at that moment that she felt... she was finally belonging to them. That she was no longer 'Selene's Shadow' or the one forgotten by everyone... no, she was her own person.
With pain, yes.
With sadness, yes.
With longing, yes.
With trauma... no more.
She raised her head and looked at Noah straight in the eyes, her face filled with tears and snot. It was hilarious.
But soon, an insufferably beautiful smile bloomed like a lotus in the middle of a mythical spring on her lips, causing Noah's heart to literally skip a beat at the beauty of it.
'Dear heavens...'
Sari sensed it and smiled even more, looking even more radiant amidst her messy face.
"You didn't do anything wrong. Don't forget, Noah... you are simply a child with burdens and power too heavy. You have been powerful early, and exceptional even earlier, and this light caused you sometimes to slip but..."
She gently raised her hand and caressed Noah's cheek with a love too pure to describe,
"...but as long as you learn the lesson, it's enough. So forget about that incident and keep the lessons you have learned from it. And aren't you usually the one to tell me to look at the bright side even in a room of void?"
She giggled, and for a moment, Noah seemed to see some male spirits around them faint from how heavenly that sounded.
"So look at the bright side, because with that event I attained power I never dreamed of and..."
She paused for a moment, gathering her courage and then—
"...and it gave me the opportunity to realize what I want, but also the courage to say it..."
"Noah, I want you and yes..."
A small, almost invisible tear welled up in Noah's eyes as Sari continued, putting her whole heart into the next words.
"...I am madly, painfully and helplessly in love with you...young master Noah."
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Chapter 311: Chapter 311: Jolie Coeur Noah [2]
Chapter 311 – Jolie Cœur Noah [2]
Relief...
That's what Noah was feeling at that moment. Well, not only that—but this was the kind of feeling that almost made him shed tears. Because you do not know how taxing it is on the mind to bear the guilt of being the cause of the suffering of your loved ones.
Can you imagine that?
Your mother falling into depression... because of you?
Your father waking up every morning feeling like life wasn't worth sacrificing his health for... because of you?
Your brother, your sister, giving up on life... because of you?
Or even... your girlfriend getting raped... because of you?
That's the kind of feeling that can drown you in madness and depression. Because seeing your loved ones suffer is already hard enough, but being the cause of it... that's worse.
So that's why, when Sari said those words—the words that declared Noah wasn't the one responsible—and especially at the end, when she confessed her love to him, Noah couldn't help but feel a surge of love and relief wash over him in cascading waves.
And so, he almost cried.
Almost.
He didn't... but he was very close to that point. And he couldn't help but wonder since when he had become such a jolie cœur. He didn't remember ever crying when one of his women confessed their love to him, so why now?
Noah, for the sake of his dignity, blamed the forlorn atmosphere around the room at that time.
Yes, it was definitely not the fact that he had a serious weak point for Sari. No!
'Definitely not!' Noah thought firmly as he sat on the ground, his back against the bed with Sari beside him, her head resting softly on his shoulder.
Her eyes were closed, and her expression was filled with bliss and contentment—just like how you'd feel when you finally obtain what you have longed for, obsessed over, and dreamed about for so long. It was a mystical feeling.
So, she stayed there, enjoying the sensation of being close to the one she loved the most.
And at that thought... her brain paused.
'Loved the most? I love my daughter more!' Sari said strongly in her mind, only for a second later...
'...I mean, yes? I love her more, right? She's my daughter, after all... right?' She didn't know who she was asking all these questions to, but doubt had started to crawl into her thoughts as she seriously took the time to weigh the feelings she held for both of them.
It was truly a weird—but funny—scene.
Her eyes remained closed, but her face was frowning, and she was making facial expressions too strange and cute as she debated in her mind which one she loved more.
Noah heard her mumblings, glanced at her, and nearly burst out laughing—not only because of how funny it was, but because it was extremely cute.
Sari was such an angel. Her cuteness, shyness, and quiet timidity put her in a category of her own.
And for such a cute being, Noah simply couldn't help himself...he wanted to tease her.
So slowly and extremely discreetly, he took out his photo artifact and started snapping pictures of her with such stealth that most assassins in the universe would bow to him in reverence just to learn his techniques.
Without realizing it, he had just invented a new technique, a divine method created solely for taking pictures of the funny expressions, strange faces, or amusing moments of his family.
'I will collect all of them,' he said to himself with a happy and beaming voice inside his head. In that moment, he was nothing like Noah Vaelgrim, the Blasphemer of Reality. No... not at all.
He was simply a loving husband and a loving father combined.
After finishing his collection of stolen photos, Noah finally spoke to Sari.
"Why are you making such a funny face?" he asked, his tone laced with joy and sweetness—but it made Sari jolt in surprise and instinctively...
"I love who more?" she asked without thinking, all because the question had been seriously bothering her.
Not because she didn't know the answer... but because she refused to admit it to herself.
Noah was kind of confused by her question, so he slowly tilted his head slightly to the left, his face frowning in a way that was both curious and beautifully mischievous.
"Pardon?" he said, his voice so soft it should be considered illegal.
But the most illegal thing... was his beauty. And as Sari looked at him, she couldn't help but admit to herself:
'I love him more...'
And she didn't feel guilty about the thought, because she knew very well that her daughter also loved Noah more.
So... it was fair.
Wasn't that beautiful?
A mother and daughter loving a man more than they loved themselves. That didn't mean they loved each other any less, no... not at all.
Sari and Ester were still very close. They loved each other deeply as mother and daughter. But their love for Noah?
It was different.
It was deep. It was encompassing. And it was... taboo. And as you know, everything taboo hits deeper than most things in life.
Because it's a break from normalcy, a break from routine. It's choosing what you want to choose, and doing it without care, without worry about the society that would definitely scorn you.
And that's exactly why...
'It's so liberating...' she added blissfully in her mind.
Noah, meanwhile, was watching Sari's dazed expression as she stared at him and he couldn't help but wear a teasing smile on his lips.
"Are you thanking the dead gods or whatever eldritch beings are out there for making me your man?" he asked with a smirk.
His words made Sari snap back to reality, and as a smile crept onto her rosy lips—just from hearing Noah say he was her man—she replied.
"If I were to ever pray one day, I'd pray to you." She said as her smile bloomed brighter.
"Isn't it wonderful? You're my young master, my man, my master, my obsession and... my god."
She leaned in, her face stopping just when their breaths started to dance together, hot and sensual.
"You're all for me... except one thing, my dear god." Sari said, her voice as sweet as aged wine.
"And... what's that?" Noah asked, his eyes fixed on her lips with desire.
Then she smiled widely, showing her full white teeth that glowed like stars.
"Isn't it obvious, my love?"
"Of course, I'm talking about... the father of my children."
"How about we change that?"
Shy and timid Sari?
'SHE WAS A TRAP!!!' Noah basically screamed inside his mind.
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Chapter 312: Chapter 312: Schoolgirl
Chapter 312 – Schoolgirl
Noah looked at Sari with a sudden wary expression, thinking he had been fooled by her innocent act — but instead, what he found left him even more confused. He had expected to see Sari with her full mischievous and sensual vibe, ready to pounce on him so they could finally do the glorious deed of Lovemaking, but instead...
Sari was blushing.
A blush so furious that Noah feared she might lose consciousness from how much blood had gathered in her face.
"Why...why are you blushing?" Noah asked, his voice full of confusion.
I mean, how dare she say such an audacious thing and still have the audacity to blush? Was she playing with him?
But Noah couldn't be further from the truth.
"I– Uhh... did you... like it?" she asked meekly.
"I can act like that if you want a more assertive woman like my other sisters." Sari managed to utter, her face still flushed red and her heartbeat slightly fast.
And that's when Noah finally understood. Sari was doing this because she thought he preferred a more... daring woman.
Well, it was not false. Noah indeed liked when women made the first move and went to obtain what they wanted without him asking or doing anything.
Indeed, it was true.
But Noah also didn't mind a shy type of woman. A woman he could tease and make fun of just to see how she would start blushing and stuttering in panic. And Sari was the perfect example of such a type of woman... she was just too shy and fun to tease.
Noah smiled and closed the distance before taking her into his embrace.
"I love all my women for who they are and not for who I want them to be. So be yourself, my dear. I like you shy, I like you timid, and I like you stuttering and blushing like a schoolgirl around me." His words made Sari blush deeper as her eyes started to dart around the room, suddenly finding her own room pretty... fascinating.
Noah chuckled.
"But as you dared to utter such an audacious word, you do know you have to take responsibility, right? Especially with only a towel around your body... gods, Sari, are you doing this on purpose?" His words made Sari shudder softly in his embrace.
But not from fear or apprehension...well, maybe it was that actually,
"It's...it's too big." Sari said, this time looking directly into Noah's mesmerizing eyes.
"I'll make sure it won't hurt, and besides, you're strong enough to take it without a problem," he said with a faint smile.
It was the truth.
"Now?" Sari asked, her voice holding an undertone of light sexual need.
Noah chuckled and shook his head, "No. I want you to rest. I want you to take your time to process all of this and then, I will make you an Elysiari, and so an official member of our family."
"No longer will you be Sari, Selene's silent and loyal shadow. But you, Sari Vaelgrim — the Elysiari of Stealth and wife of Noah Vaelgrim."
His lips curled upward in a delicate grin.
"Are you happy with all this?"
Sari mirrored his smile. "Yes... yes I am," she said softly, as the warm feeling inside her heart became even more pronounced.
'So, this is how being with the one you love feels like?' she wondered inwardly with amazement.
This feeling of contentment, of happiness and peace. The knowledge of knowing you have someone who will be there every time you need him, someone who will support you, but also guide you if you ever need it, someone who can protect you.
In simpler terms, someone who loves you so much that he will do everything to cherish you in the way you deserve and protect you against everything... even your own self.
It was with such peaceful and loving thoughts, added with the environment around them being just as warm and romantic, that Sari closed her eyes and immediately fell asleep in Noah's protective arms.
She was tired, emotionally tired. This day had been a long one, and it was the day when all her bitter feelings had finally resolved, making her feel like an entirely new person. A person who is loved and cherished.
Definitely, it was her best day.
Noah slowly got up from the ground with Sari in his arms and laid her softly on the comfortable, silky bed. He sat with his back resting against the headboard, placed her head gently on his lap, then closed his eyes while muttering:
"Have a nice sleep, my dear."
...
Back in the prison underground, an unexpected meeting was unfolding.
Shadeva stood in front of her siblings, her face bearing a gentle, motherly smile that just made you want to kneel down and wait obediently for an order like a good mama's boy.
Her appearance had changed — now she was fully Vaelgrim — but to her siblings...
...it looked like betrayal.
Their hearts were beating fast with anger, and their faces held a tight and ugly frown. Mortis approached the bars of the prison and grabbed them tightly — so tightly that his knuckles turned white, and his black veins became so visible they looked like writhing serpents.
"What... what did you do? What have you become? Where are the shadows bowing in worship towards you? Where is the everpresence of Father on you, watching you?"
"Tell me... who are you? Are you our sister?" Mortis rained down question after question with a trembling voice. He was doing his best not to shout, not to cry, and not to start banging his head against the prison's bars in madness.
His sister... his beloved sister... where did she go?
Ebony and Sylphira also mirrored his pain. Ebony's usually composed face cracked, and a forlorn expression was plastered across it. As for Sylphira...
Sylphira was just looking blankly at Shadeva, as if not believing what was happening.
She seemed to be the most affected, even if she had the least visible reaction.
Shadeva observed all their faces with a calm gaze, then finally opened her mouth.
"Sister? Now I'm your sister? I wonder what kind of siblings would seal the only person who cared for them in all the universe, without even taking into account her feelings and free will."
Her eyes turned icy.
"Tell me... do you think I cannot make my own choices?"
"Or do you all take me for a fool?"
"Please, tell me. What am I really to you?"
"A protector you discarded after becoming powerful... or a foolish sister who loves too much for her own good?"
—End of Chapter 312—
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Chapter 313: Chapter 313: Love.
Chapter 313 – Love.
"A protector you no longer needed or a foolish sister?"
Her words shook the already fragile and broken hearts of her siblings. For a moment, they forgot to breathe as the cold words of Shadeva echoed through their minds like the whispers of the damned.
They stood there, frozen, not even knowing what to say or do. But that didn't last long.
Mortis's eyes flared with anger, but also with indignation.
"We did all this for you! We did all this for you, sister! We enslaved ourselves to these powers because we didn't want you dead!" Mortis said as he glued his face against the prison's bars, looking like he wanted to break through them so badly.
"Do you think we enjoyed this?! Please, sister… who the fuck would enjoy being at the mercy of those bastards?"
"But we did it. WE DID IT FOR YOU!"
"FOR YOU!!"
Mortis bellowed, his voice echoing like thunder through the prison, making the very air quake with dread.
After that, he lowered his head, his body shaking as if about to collapse at any moment.
"We… did this for you, sister. And now… and now you come here discarding everything you were? Discarding everything that made us… siblings?" His voice was meek, almost a whisper.
Ebony and Sylphira bit the insides of their lips tightly, holding themselves back from shedding tears, but they couldn't stop their trembling bodies and their sporadic, broken breathing.
Shadeva looked at all of them, her expression calm outwardly but inwardly… inwardly her heart was being squeezed tightly.
It hurt… it hurt so much to see her siblings like this, in pain.
It hurt so much to see them looking at her as if she was no longer their sister.
It hurt so bad… so, so bad…
Her fingers started to tremble, but none of them noticed. They were all inside their own teary bubbles, thinking the world was falling apart.
Shadeva steeled herself. She couldn't let go—not today. No… because if she did, it would mean that all the suffering she went through when they sealed her meant nothing.
And that would be a lie.
It did mean something. And it was something agonizing.
"You did all that for me… you chained yourselves for me… but why? Why didn't you tell me? Why didn't you discuss it with me so we could find a way together?" she asked, her voice shaking softly.
"You wouldn't have accepted," Ebony said, staring at Shadeva with a disappointed and hurtful gaze. "You wouldn't have accepted that fate. You wouldn't have accepted being locked away. You wouldn't have accepted us being chained. So we did the best we could at that time. We chose for you. We chose the path where you'd still be alive, even if you suffered. But at the end, you wouldn't die by their hands. At the end, our sister would still be somewhere. At the end… we wouldn't lose you. We did all this because we love you."
She paused, then said more softly—
"Yes… we love you."
There was a sorrowful silence after her words.
Because all of them felt the weight of those words.
Love…
What a beautiful—but dreadful—feeling.
It can make you do anything, and you wouldn't even know if what you did was wrong or not because… you loved.
A person can be changed for the better… because of love.
A person can overcome their trauma… because of love.
But in the same way, a person can kill because of love. A person can hurt you deeply—without even realizing it—because of love.
Just like Shadeva's situation.
Her siblings sealed her away because they loved her too much to let her be killed by those beings. And in the process, they hurt her so deeply, so profoundly, that if not for Noah and his family…
Shadeva would've become something entirely harrowing for all of them.
Because even love and gentleness have limits.
And the most terrifying bad people… are those who were once kind and gentle, but the world made them cruel.
Shadeva chuckled bitterly in defeat.
She would've loved to make them understand that what they did was wrong. But if all they thought was that they did it out of love, and that she should be grateful to them…
Then it's useless.
They wouldn't understand…not just by talking.
"Fine…"
"Then let me return the favor. Let me imprison you for eons, because I love you, my dear siblings. Because I don't want you to suffer outside the universe where beings that can kill you roam freely. Or even after what you did to my children… Premier and Lorna."
She smiled.
"You angered their father. That was a very stupid thing to do—especially when he's the only one who can get rid of the chains binding you. But now it's too late."
"To protect you from my love… I'll have to seal you to appease him."
It was bullshit.
Noah would hardly do anything to them just because of Shadeva. Well… as long as they didn't cross the line.
And they hadn't yet.
So all of this was Shadeva trying to make her siblings feel the same way she had felt but…
"You are not our sister anymore," Mortis spat with anger.
"You no longer have shadows within you. You no longer carry the scent of shadows… how could you call yourself our sister in that case? Us? The originals born of shadows?"
"You are not our sister."
Those words hurt more than Shadeva had ever expected. Her heart sank, her breath became ragged—but she steeled herself even further, trying not to show how affected she was.
And the worst part…
They weren't even done.
"You… you are not the sister I spent eons tormenting myself to meet again. You are not the one whose shadows and presence made me feel at ease. Protected." Sylphira said, as tears started to fall from her face.
"Right now all I feel is an unfamiliar power… an unfamiliar presence… so who are you?"
Shadeva stayed silent.
She was afraid that if she spoke, she would break and tears would fall from her face.
But she couldn't stay silent after all, not replying would mean rejecting the one who had saved her from eternal damnation.
So she opened her mouth—and a cold but warm voice echoed through the air, making her siblings want to cry.
"I am Shadeva Shadow Vaelgrim, the Womb of the Fallen, the Elysiari of Motherhood, and wife of Noah Vaelgrim."
A small, woeful smile appeared on her lips.
"And… and… your sister, against all odds."
'Ah… I am so pathetic.'
—End of Chapter 313—
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Chapter 314: Chapter 314: Miserable
Chapter 314 – Miserable
Shadeva couldn't help but find herself quite... pathetic. She had told herself that if her siblings no longer loved her because she had lost the shadow within her, then she would just cut them off and continue her life.
That was what she said.
But...
'It's... it's so hard... I can't...' she thought, her eyes trembling as tears threatened to fall, but she did her absolute best to not allow them that final dignity.
She simply couldn't abandon her siblings. They were her first family, and she was the one who practically raised them. She knew them like the back of her hand—or so she thought.
She had been the one to reassure them when they trembled with fear before the unfamiliar universe, she was the one bleeding for them, the one who put everything aside just to nurture them and even help them train their unique skills.
She saw them grow, she saw them mature, she saw them become people who could stand by themselves. And oh...
She had been so deeply proud of them at that time. It was like a single mother who raised her child despite all the hardships, working multiple low-paid jobs just to make sure he could sleep with a full stomach, and one day, that same child grows and becomes someone worthy—someone who comes back and gives her everything she dreamed of as a young woman full of hope and fight... and more.
And then she realizes that all her sacrifices... weren't in vain.
That type of feeling... that type of contentment... that was what Shadeva felt back then.
So can you imagine the pain when they imprisoned her? It was a kind of pain Shadeva wouldn't wish even on her greatest enemy.
She remembered the night she was ready to end her life, the nights she cried until she was dry of tears, the nights she questioned endlessly—why her? What did she do wrong?
All those nights... all that suffering.
'And still... I didn't hate any of you. And still, I missed you so much that I prayed to anything that you'd be safe... and that I'd see you again.'
She laughed. It was a laugh so bitter, so self-loathing, so utterly and dreadfully miserable that even Lucie's heart might shiver hearing it.
"Ah... truly, why am I like this?" she asked her siblings, who stood there, looking at her with pained and disappointed eyes.
Her heart shook even more.
"Why? Why can't I hate you? Why am I still here, hoping you won't discard me for what I am now, even though it should be the opposite? Tell me, why am I so pathetic? Plea—!" Her voice cracked at the end as she couldn't even finish the sentence.
Her eyes shimmered, and tears started to well up in them.
This time, she had no strength nor will to hide them. She just stared at them, her body trembling like a leaf caught in turbulent wind, her heart thundering erratically like a war drum in a stormy night, and the light of her eyes dimmed significantly... as if everything had become darkness.
She... she didn't know she still cared this much.
She thought she had moved on. But clearly... that wasn't the case.
The siblings were equally lost in pain. They had spoken all those words in anger, in disappointment, in grief.
They hadn't thought before speaking—they just wanted to scream their sorrow, and they did it by lashing out at the one person who didn't deserve it.
Yes, it's not like they didn't know it was Shadeva. Her aura, her power—they may have changed. But her eyes hadn't.
The way she looked at them, with love and affection even when harsh words spilled from her mouth, was unmistakable.
It was her.
They knew.
But they were hurt.
They... felt unfairly judged.
First Noah had come and imprisoned them. Then two young cubs they could've erased with a flick dared to lecture them about life. Then Noah again, treating them like filth...
They couldn't take it.
They were Originals. They were used to being glorified, revered. And after all that had happened—when all they wanted was to save their sister—they were the ones treated like villains?
They felt indignant. Bitter. Ashamed.
Did everyone think they liked being chained? Did they think they enjoyed being locked away? Did they think they didn't love Shadeva?
Who the hell did they think they were?
These questions made them irritable. Made them angry.
And as we all know, the most dangerous words are spoken in anger...because when the fire dies, the regret settles.
And here they were, surrounded by the ash of that fire, realizing they had poured all their pain and resentment on their sister—the one who had only come seeking understanding, seeking answers, seeking... love.
Shame crept into their hearts like a cold flood, and they could no longer bear to meet the shattered gaze of Shadeva.
They felt... unworthy.
Shadeva looked at them with a tired, heartbreak-laced gaze, then slowly nodded. "If I knew... I wouldn't have come." She muttered under her breath, soft and regretful, before disappearing from the underground prison, leaving her siblings alone, once again.
A tense, sorrowful silence settled over the prison.
No one spoke, because no one knew what to say. They had acted like monsters to the very person they were supposed to apologize to, and for what?
For wounded pride.
What a pitiful, wretched thing.
Pride? What's its worth if it costs you your family?
What? Can it be eaten? Can it protect you? Can it hold you at night when all you want is forgiveness?
What is pride worth?
Nothing.
But living beings are pathetically, pitifully prideful. Wound their ego just a little and they will bare their fangs, lash out at everyone around them, just so they won't feel like the only one hurting.
Generally, the ones who act like that... are the ones with the most fragile confidence.
Just like the Originals.
After being humiliated by Noah, they wanted someone—anyone—to humiliate in return.
And they chose their own sister... because deep down, in the most honest, cowardly parts of themselves, they knew Shadeva would never hate them.
And so... they dared.
And unfortunately... they were right.
Shadeva... couldn't hate them.
Because what kind of mother could ever hate her own children?
A good one wouldn't.
And Shadeva... Shadeva is a good one.
But... is it worth the pain?
Ah... how utterly miserable.
—End of Chapter 314—
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