HAREM STEALER: REBORN WITH THE GOD-TIER SHARING SYSTEMC315: Softie
Chapter 315: Chapter 315: Softie
Chapter 315 – Softie
A few days and then weeks had passed since Shadeva's visit to her siblings. Since that day, she hadn't gone back to see them even once, nor had she mentioned them to Noah, not even to ask for their release from the chains that bound them.
She didn't do any of that. Instead, she acted as usual, bearing her motherly charm and that soft, peaceful smile that always managed to put all her sisters at ease.
No one seemed to notice the pain she was hiding behind her eyes... or so she thought.
There was nothing—absolutely nothing—that happened inside Laeh, let alone in his own house, that Noah was unaware of. He had seen the conversation between Shadeva and the Originals, he had seen how deeply hurt she was when they rejected her completely, simply because she was no longer a shadow.
He truly couldn't understand how the minds of these arrogant beings worked. They were in the wrong, yet still dared to act like they were the victims. Like they had made some grand sacrifice that Shadeva should be grateful for—should thank them for—and not rebuke them for.
Yes, that's what they expected, honestly. But they didn't get it and so they lashed out like rabid dogs. It was...
Pathetic.
That was all Noah could think of. Pathetic. He was truly a hair's breadth away from stepping in and slaughtering them for daring to act that way toward Shadeva, but he held back and watched—because his lovely wife wouldn't have liked that.
Sighing, Noah looked ahead and saw Shadeva sitting on a reclining chair, a faint smile on her lips as white crows chirped joyfully all around her. The sky was a shining blue, and the weather was beautiful and refreshing, a perfect day for an outing. But Noah didn't even have the heart to bother with such things.
Because he could feel it deep inside his bones... his Shadeva was sad.
He sighed again and slowly stood up, walking toward her. Each of his steps echoed too loudly on the ground made of silver-like material, which gleamed brilliantly beneath the intense light, smeared with a soft celestial glow that gave the entire scene a surreal touch.
He arrived and simply stood behind her, unmoving, silent for a while. Then finally, after a few long minutes, he opened his mouth to ask a question, one he deeply cared about.
"Do you regret the choice of becoming a member of my race?" he asked, his voice calm, though an undercurrent of apprehension laced every word.
Shadeva chuckled, "Of course not. It would've been the height of ingratitude if, after all you've done for me, I began to resent what I've become," she said smoothly, her hands producing—from who knows where—some grains for the birds to eat.
"And if it wasn't for your naturally good heart? Tell me, would you regret it then? Because I know you well enough to know you can accept something you don't even like, just because someone helped you or was kind to you," Noah said, still pressing for an answer, an honest one.
And what he said was true. By now, all of us should have already guessed this aspect of Shadeva...
She was insufferably a good person. One with a big heart that didn't want to disappoint. But it was exactly because of that... that she was suffering so much.
Take Sophie, for example.
Her brother treated her like filth, tried to kill her, and in the end, she killed them instead and moved on.
If it had been Shadeva, she would never have killed them but imprisoned them, because of her mercy. That's the difference.
But is it really worth being a good person in this lamentable, wretched world?
This world where the strong prey on the weak? Where the rich get richer and the poor get poorer? This world where everything seems built to chain you, to stop you from unleashing your full potential?
Honestly... yes.
It is.
Because it's only thanks to people like her that this world is still worth living in. And haven't you heard?
A good action will always bring you good things. Never a bad one. Even if they disappoint you or turn ungrateful... they were simply not meant to be part of your journey. So let them go.
Don't mistake being good for being a fool.
That mistake will cost you your dear sanity before it ends your life miserably.
And that... that was exactly what Noah didn't want Shadeva to go through. Because by all accounts...
"I didn't regret it and I wouldn't regret it. And why would I? You just wanted the best for me, and I deeply appreciate that, my love. So don't worry. Don't think too much about what happened with my siblings. I've gotten over it," she said calmly, answering his question.
'I've gotten over it, my damn foot,' Noah almost cursed, but stopped himself. This wasn't the time for that.
"You'll tell me if something bothers you, right?"
"Yes, I will, my love."
"Are you sincere or are you lying to me?"
"I'm sincere, my love."
"Do you forget who I am?"
"What a silly question. How could I ever forget my loving husband?"
"Then, my dear troublesome wife, you should know that lying to me is downright impossible. Even for you, Womb of the Fallen," Noah said at last, making Shadeva fall silent.
She sighed wearily, "Are you not going to give up? I don't want to talk about it at the moment," she said while still feeding the crows, who were now being a little too insatiable.
"What kind of husband would I be if I looked at my wife suffering and did nothing to help her?"
He glared at the crows, who immediately scattered in fright, then moved to stand before her. Then he knelt at her feet, looking up at her with a soft, loving smile.
"Tell me what I can do to ease your throbbing heart, my dear. I'll do it, even if my heart and mind say otherwise. I'll do it, even if the very rules of the universe stand against it."
Shadeva was stunned for a moment, unable to speak. Then slowly... a gentle and heavenly giggle escaped her soft lips.
"Gods, Noah... you're such a softie now," she said with a laugh, making Noah's face go blank in outrage. Then slowly,
"You know what? Screw you, Shadeva. Let me go meet your siblings and give them some gifts for what they did to you," he said, getting up abruptly and starting to walk away like a sulking child, making Shadeva laugh even harder until tears rolled down her cheeks.
"Haha, it was a joke... you're not a softie. You're just loving. Come back, Noah!" she cried, struggling to even speak between her laughter.
Noah ignored her.
"Come back and I'll create milk in my breast and let you suck it," Shadeva proposed with a grin.
And indeed, Noah stopped abruptly in his tracks. Then, with an elegant spin, he turned to face her and began walking back toward her with a big smile.
"Softie? Yes, I'm a softie so what? Lady, just open up your breast and let this softie drink like a baby."
"Hahahah! Come! Come, my softie," Shadeva said, with tears of joy still falling from her eyes.
In an instant, she had forgotten the pain.
And instead, she began teasing her dear softie.
'Well, mission accomplished, I guess... ah, what a burden it is to be a good man.'
—End of Chapter 315—
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Chapter 316: Chapter 316: Wondrous
Chapter 316 – Wondrous
The next days had been Noah passing time with his family. It had been a long while since he had this much free time to use however he wanted, so profiting from the occasion, he made sure to give each of his women the necessary love.
It was not only a matter of sex — love, after all, was beyond that barbaric concept — but also a matter of doing activities together in order to enjoy life a little bit more.
He went on a date with each of them, letting them chose whatever they want to do. Then he brought them all together to a beach where they played volleyball on the sand, and there, Noah showed them that he was an avid fan of a certain anime featuring a short orange-haired man.
He absolutely destroyed them, without any pity.
Then after, they went to the white-silver garden and made a picnic with all kinds of food — most of them being things Noah had stolen from Earth and twisted smartly to make them look original — and they sat there on the grass, chatting and laughing together.
Even Premier and Lorna were there, now feeling like they were in the right place.
They then went to an arcade and played some games like meager mortals, but weirdly — or maybe not — they enjoyed it immensely.
During all this time, none of them used their powers in any shape or form. Even their physical strength had been reduced to mortal levels — all of that… just to feel it and enjoy it even more.
It was a thrilling experience. His wives already knew Noah was an unserious guy, but he truly proved it during their little holidays.
Noah was a pure jokester. The way he made all of them laugh without making anyone feel bad was something none of them could understand.
They asked, but all he said was that it was talent. And that was kind of true — Noah was a naturally funny guy, the type of man girls love to have around. But when coupled with his insufferably handsome face, it was unfair.
But…Noah didn't miss the opportunity these holiday gave him.
He took many ridiculous and hilarious pictures of all of them, so much so that sometimes he couldn't help but look at them while hiding and laugh like a madman.
He was lucky, because Sari and Selene almost caught him taking these pictures. But he took a step back and upgraded the quality of his technique before restarting and this time, no one suspected a thing.
It was truly a beautiful moment they all shared together, deepening their bonds.
After all, it's cool and all to love someone, but a romantic relationship — or even any type of relationship — has to be nurtured.
You ignore your partner for too long, and you'll find her either with another man or already walking away.
Your family? You barely contact them, never check in, never ask if they're okay… and when times get tough, you'll be ashamed to go back to them — and they might even act cold towards you.
Same with friendship.
True, exceptions always exist. But we're not here for the exceptions.
So, don't take anything for granted. Because anything you neglect will neglect you back. So nurture your relationships well, because…
…in this life, social skills are something you all should master.
Humans are… social creatures, after all.
…
Meanwhile, inside his white-silver room, Noah was sitting on the edge of his gigantic bed, his hands curled under his chin with a pensive expression.
He had fun and all, but there was still work to be done. There were many of his goals still not achieved.
There were the Worldborns — and their progenitor, Luelle — and Noah was certain that a fight to the death was inevitable.
Because there was no way, absolutely no way, he would ever spare the Worldborns.
When he said he would exterminate them… he wasn't joking. He would, definitely. Even if he had to go against their progenitor herself.
But now… was not the time.
Noah might have a bit of arrogance in him, but he was no fool. Fighting a progenitor in his current state was just asking to be killed in a dreadfully poetic way.
And… Noah was not a fan of that genre of literature, so he would rather avoid that.
But now the question was… how to get ready? There were many ways.
And the first that came to mind was to step into the Law Creator rank.
Was it easy? It wasn't for others — or even for the past Noah — but now that he had the function to share the rank of any woman who held strong feelings for him… Noah could step into that rank as easily as breathing.
But his personal power alone wouldn't be enough. He was fighting against a whole damn race who had been here since the beginning of the universe.
Compared to them, his own race wasn't even a toddler…
So that simply means, he needed more people in his race. But not just common ones. Okay, they might help, but he needed the unique ones — the ones that could tip the scale of any battle just by their presence.
People who had a semblance of his blasphemous nature…
Of course… he was talking about Asaemon and Aurelia. These two alone could give him the confidence to go against any powerhouse in the universe. And weirdly, Noah couldn't help but imagine what would happen if all three abominations belonged to the same race.
Ah… even thinking about that made him shudder with excitement.
Would the status of "Abomination" then only be possible within his race? What would happen then?
But more importantly, how would all the races in the universe react once they realized that the three of The Records' favorites now belonged to the same unique race — that is, to the same faction — one with immense power and, without doubt, immense influence?
Well… Noah truly wondered what would happen.
But now was not the time to think about all those hypotheses. First, he had to think of a way to gain his dear siblings' affection and trust so that they would be willing to become part of his race.
And what better way to form bonds than… to travel together?
Thinking about this, Noah's face opened into a bright smile.
"I guess it's time to go back to Earth."
—End of Chapter 316—
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HAREM STEALER: REBORN WITH THE GOD-TIER SHARING SYSTEMC317: Law Creator rank
Chapter 317: Chapter 317: Law Creator rank
Chapter 317 – Law Creator rank
It was time to go back to Earth, and weirdly — or maybe not — Noah was very eager. He wanted to see if anything had changed on Earth, he wanted to see if there were new games released or even some earthshaking novels that could make his head spin in excitement.
He wanted to know all of that, but also...
...he wanted to know the fate of that woman. That woman who dumped him on the very day he was about to ask for her hand in marriage. The same day he died under the rage of the oceans — the same day he met his dear and loving Providence.
It's like they said...in every bad situation, there is a good thing hiding around, a good opportunity to rise and soar like a dragon.
You just have to open your eyes and be willing to look for that — no, for these opportunities.
Because when you start to see difficult situations not as problems, but as challenges — or even higher than that, as opportunities — nothing in this universe can make you kneel for too long.
"Heh, I just hope the man she replaced me with turned out to be indeed better than me," Noah scoffed before focusing on the important task he had to undertake.
"It's time to step into the Law Creator rank," he said, then stood up from his bed and sat on the cold white carpet of her room, his legs crossed.
He inhaled... and exhaled, his mouth producing a frail trail of white fog as his body started to levitate. He closed his eyes, entering deep into meditation and concentration.
Law Creator rank is just like the name says... it's a rank where you create a Law tied to yourself. In most cases, people use their affinities and take some aspect of it to elevate into a Law — just like how a flame user can create a Law of Flame of Creation. A flame that can create.
Noah had those issues back then, because he had too many affinities, and didn't know what to choose. He even fused all of them into one to make it easier.
But since not long ago, he was no longer worried about all this. His path was evident... his path was already chosen... and it's simply Providence.
He couldn't think of anything else that suited him as much as that. Especially if he was the only one in all universes having this power — so there wouldn't even be a variation of it.
He would be unique, like he has always been.
Making up his mind, "Providence, share Noelle's rank with me please," he said gently to his dear system, and like always...
"By your orders, my dear."
Immediately after, the process started.
Deep, unsettling pain flooded through his whole being like a raging ocean. Noah shuddered instantly, his face bearing a tight, painful frown.
His head was being filled with knowledge and information so above his scope that he even feared his own head might explode in a fury of splintered flesh.
Not that he would die anyway, but he would rather avoid it — so he shut his eyes tightly, gritted his teeth so hard they looked like two steels singing creaking sounds, his body quivering, all while trying to understand the knowledge inside his mind.
The surroundings began to twist and change. Everything shifted and became white-silver threads. The walls, the ground, the bed, the desk, the carpet... everything became threads and... even the very space and time around him.
These threads started to be woven together in an astonishing fashion, forming deep, complex patterns that exuded so much power and mysteries that if any of his wives had been there... just seeing this scene would have shattered her mind, twisted her sense of self before discarding her like a broken puppet.
That was how harrowing it was.
Soon, as these threads continued to expand and cover all the space of the room, visions started to appear. Visions of Noah — one of them showing him in a place no words could ever describe, sitting on a throne that seemed to be crafted by combining the blood and flesh of all objective and imaginative races in all realities, looking down on all creations.
But also... another one showed him on bloodied soil filled with spilled organs, severed heads and limbs. He lay there, his body broken beyond understanding, and around him were six blurry, towering figures looking down on him like a worm trapped in muddy water. All around him, the bodies of his wives lay there, dead. Some of them with their heads severed, others flattened like bugs, others cut into multiple pieces...
It was horrific.
But Noah, with his closed eyes focusing on understanding his Law of Providence, didn't see it — and soon after, it flickered and disappeared, leaving its place to other visions.
This continued for a couple of minutes before finally it ended.
The visions disappeared completely, and the room returned to its previous state.
Noah immediately fell on the ground with a loud thud, his body laying limply. His breath was ragged and his whole body was still twitching in pain, looking like a fish out of water.
"Ah... fuck! I didn't miss this feeling," he muttered under his breath, still not budging.
And at this moment, he couldn't help but thought of those people that said he was obtaining power too easily.
But—!
Well, you know what... let's admit it and move on.
Getting up with difficulty, Noah sat on the ground, his legs stretched vulgarly and his back leaning on the bark of his bed.
He closed his eyes to catch his breath for a moment before opening them, his gaze more composed, and his head clearer.
"I would have loved to complain about this pain, but hey... I'll choose this any day if it helps me skip millions — or even billions — of harrowing training sessions," he said with a smug grin, imagining how Asaemon would react if he saw that he had attained Law Creator rank at what...?
Not even 30.
Thinking this, even Noah couldn't help but whistle in wonder.
"I am indeed blasphemous," he said as he opened his mouth wide, laughing like a deranged madman.
It was a laugh that could make all beings in the universe make peace... just to come strike him down.
It was just that insufferable.
"Cheat is, indeed, the only way in this sacrilegious, wretched universe with conflicts everywhere," he added with a smile before slowly raising his finger as a thread started to come out of it.
"Normally, Law is something that can be passed to others. When they use it and gain insight, I take all those insights and make them my own, making it more powerful and complete. But my Law is unique to me. So I am the only one who can grow it."
It should, normally, take a lot of time to grow and reach the next rank... but,
"Heh... I just need a woman who surpassed Law Creator rank," Noah scoffed, the urge to laugh gripping him again but he stopped himself.
"But it's not an excuse to not train to the best of my abilities. I need to understand, on my own, how flexible and varied my use of Providence can become" he said, his face now bearing a serious expression.
He liked the easiest way, but he knows that not putting effort into this will cause his downfall.
So, with a focused gaze, Noah disappeared from his room and entered his personal training ground — ready to deepen his understanding of Providence before departing to meet his siblings.
—End of Chapter 317—
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Chapter 318: Chapter 318: Interesting
Chapter 318 – Interesting
Noah never thought that training could be so enjoyable. For him, training was never something he liked to do, especially if he remembered how his mother treated him when he was younger.
That training traumatized him.
But as he was training the Law of Providence, Noah was loving every moment of it.
There was something deeply enchanting in being able to control the lives of beings — he just had to sit in his training ground and use his Law to see all the fate, destiny, and causality threads of all beings inside Laeh.
With his current level of power, only Noelle succeeded at resisting his still-weak control of the Law — but beside her, everyone else was in his grasp… even his wives.
One day, while he was manipulating the threads — making people live a specific experience at a specific time, or even kill some bad ones in a specific way — Noah sensed the birth of a new thread.
A new thread meant a new life.
Curious, he followed the thread and saw it came from a boy that was born inside a hidden village that still decided to stay human and live the life of the mundane without searching for power.
A curious thing.
He observed the fate of the baby boy and saw that it was the most ordinary thread he had yet to see — his life was, by all accounts, mundane.
He would grow like any child, then marry a wife to leave a legacy while teaching them their culture, and then die of old age.
It was a normal life…but it was a peaceful life too.
It was one Noah shouldn't have any business in changing.
But Noah couldn't help but want to change it. He couldn't help but want to see the effect on a whole village if he changed the fate threads of only one among them.
So, he did it.
And the first thing he did was use a technique he called 'Guided Fortune' by making sure the boy, whose name was Aeron, found — by pure coincidence, or so he thought — the dead body of an Elysiari of Ice.
This was Aeron's first time seeing a being so beautiful, yet also with an aura so cold and majestic it could freeze time itself.
Driven by the curiosity any child had, Aeron searched the body and found a spatial ring that held all the belongings of the dead Elysiari, and that included special techniques and even treasures beyond his imagination.
Noah simply added that encounter inside Aeron's thread but that encounter changed his whole fate, destiny, and causality in a way never imagined.
At that moment, Noah was deeply focused on Aeron and left all other threads he dedicated all of his time watching and analyzing the transformation brought by that encounter, but also the ones he added here and there.
Aeron changed completely, his intellect improved, and so did his ambition.
He began to see the people of his village as old-timers, backward and ignorant, and he wanted to change them, to introduce them to the higher world, to make them see the infinite possibilities that existed outside the confines of their little village.
Needless to say, it was not easy. And can you imagine how difficult it is to change the culture, the traditions, and the beliefs of other people?
Let me tell you, it's nearly impossible.
They were simply humans, and humans didn't like change.
Because change meant leaving the things you are used to do, to feel, to believe… for something entirely new, something entirely dark and unknown.
And what's scarier than the fear of the unknown?
So, without any surprise, they resisted — profoundly — the change brought by Aeron.
And thus, Aeron started the struggle for power inside his own village. He was strong, yes, but by only teaching himself, his rank was still low, and he didn't want to hurt his people with force.
He wanted them to understand his vision… not to force them into submission.
By then, already years had passed, and Noah didn't budge, he was still watching like a film the life of a man in one hidden corner of his world, a man he had influenced.
But he didn't just watch, because by using his Law so delicately, his control and understanding increased further, making him able to create a second technique called 'Causality Chains' and he used it on Aeron by saying,
"If you lose the battle of authority, you will find a way out of this situation."
It was simple, but it was heavy.
After that, Noah didn't make Aeron win, he just observed and by the end, the people indeed won and succeeded in imprisoning Aeron for his heretical thoughts and words.
And that was the turning point.
Noah didn't specify 'the way' out of that situation and he didn't say Aeron would receive an old spirit grandpa to help him, nor a hidden overpowered sword, nor any of those cliché things.
But it looked like fate loved cliché thing, because in that dungeon, Aeron found a secret door that would lead him to a being… a being Noah even forgot still existed.
A vampire.
Or more accurately, a dried-up woman vampire who needed blood otherwise, she would remain in that droughted state forever.
"How interesting…" Noah commented, his eyes shaped by threads woven into a swirling ball, twisting endlessly as he studied the thread of Aeron.
Noah couldn't put into words what he was feeling. It was too grand, too beautiful to even describe.
What he was seeing right now was truly… the power of a god, the power to influence the very life of a being and to know that by influencing that single thread, millions or even billions of other threads would be affected in return.
Because when Aeron's thread changed… the whole village's threads changed, but not only that.
The locked-up vampire's thread changed, causing millions of other threads to be altered.
Some alterations were small, others moderate and others were grand and game-changing.
And by understanding these notions, Noah created another technique called 'Destiny's Anchor'.
At that time, eighteen years had passed but now, with his level of power, these numbers of years might as well be considered just a few hours, because his perception of time was now very different.
And after those eighteen years — with the help of the vampire who transformed him into a vampire, a very special one at that, and trained him to use his power over blood but also over bloodline — Aeron became something unhinged and powerful, and in no time, he put all the people under him with force because after being locked up, he understood that sometimes… force might be the answer.
Noah closed his eyes at that point, reflecting on all he had seen. He had followed Aeron from the moment he was born until he became the uncontested ruler of his village and was about to go out and experience the world.
It was a thrilling and interesting feeling to watch the life of a person as if reading a novel, and you can't help but feel attached in some way.
And this made him wonder…
'Are there people reading his life like a novel?'
Did they influence any of his actions or even encounters? Or even his own power?
He wondered what they would say about his life…did he live it in a way that was… worthy? Enjoyable?
Did he become someone worth rooting for… or just some insufferable bastard?
At that thought, he laughed.
"I bet it would be the second option… if there was anyone."
But even so… to still read his story until this point…
That…
That deserved some thank you, right?
And here, Noah suppressed a soft smile before shaking off all those thoughts and continuing his training.
—End of Chapter 318—
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Chapter 319: Chapter 319: What if I did?
Chapter 319 – What if I did?
Time passed, and Noah continued his training as usual. He had learned many things by following the journey of Aeron, and by using the knowledge he managed to obtain with him, he tried to apply it to other people.
He used his Law of Providence to change the fate of one little girl. That girl, by a series of coincidences that even Noah was stupefied by, became an Elysiari of destruction.
But she was too gentle, too soft to really thrive in that domain.
Still, Noah took her and made her the most bloodthirsty and destruction-loving being in no time, only by showing her how destruction could be as beautiful as creation.
He went even farther, and made a human couple birth a child. A boy.
But he twisted the destiny of that boy and raised it to an extreme level and as he watched that boy grow, Noah couldn't help but laugh every now and then.
That guy's luck was off the chart.
Everything he did—even the most mundane task—turned into something never seen before. In no time, he became a very high figure in Laeh.
Same with others, Noah twisted their threads too. But he didn't just do it to make them shine. Sometimes, he made the destiny of a person ridiculously low, just to see the counterpart... and what he saw was something harrowing and pitiful.
That guy ended up dying miserably.
He did the same with another newborn girl, he gave her incredibly low destiny, but blessed her with a will never seen before.
A will so strong that nothing could stop her... not even destiny itself.
There, Noah saw a different aspect of the threads, how a mortal could succeed in defying the odds and become something even more dreadful than those whose destinies were high.
That woman, too, became a renowned figure inside Laeh.
Many others came, and that in different domains. There were those who excelled in blacksmithing, creating whole new methods of craft, or even in alchemy, or the mundane arts.
That period of time — Noah's training —lasted around 50 years... and it was a period marked by the rise of multiple monsters that made Laeh tremble.
People of incredible power appeared out of nowhere to claim their due, to take what they deserved.
That period of time was later called The Years of Enlightenment—and indeed, it was strangely accurate, because these years were truly a form of enlightenment to Noah, whose eyes now held a depth never seen before.
His eyes were calm and serene like the surface of a tranquil river.
Before, you could see knowledge flowing inside them abundantly but now... now there was wisdom.
And now, after 50 years...
Noah had finished his training.
He was levitating just above the ground in a cross-legged position. He was shirtless, and you could see white-silver threads circulating through his body in a mesmerizing manner, it looked like glowing lines tracing every inch of his flesh.
He was surrounded by many threads showing the lives of countless people, even those who were now called The Favored Ones.
Because they were chosen by Noah to be test subjects for his training...
Well, they didn't know that but still... it was the truth that they were favored in a sense.
Noah watched them with impassive eyes through their threads. If he wanted, he could strip away everything they had just gained with but a single thought.
But he simply smiled and dismissed the threads, making the training ground return to normal.
He slowly stood on the floor, his body rippling with muscles beyond comprehension—then he sighed, releasing white steam from his mouth like a flowing cloud in a blue sky.
"It was... the best training session I ever had," Noah said, laughing lightly.
It's only now that he understood how dreadful the power of Providence was, because only with that, he raised geniuses at a level where even the past Elijah would look like a footless bird before them, not even worthy to stand in their presence.
Thinking about that, Noah couldn't help but shake his head softly and wonder about how life could be so... unpredictable, yet still so damn fascinating.
Everything can happen.
We say this sentence very often, but we do not realize that honestly... everything could happen.
You just have to will it.
You just have to believe it.
And Noah believed in himself and that's what made it possible for him to now manipulate the fates of billions and create worthy monsters.
He smiled faintly, then cracked his neck before rolling his shoulders to erase the stiffness from sitting all those years without moving.
Deep cracking sounds like the roars of behemoths echoed through the white training ground as Noah gave a sigh of satisfaction.
"Now that I'm ready... it's time to do what I was supposed to do."
Meaning...it was time to reunite with his siblings.
The space in front of him parted like a curtain of torn glass before Noah stepped inside, going straight for a well-needed bath.
'Do divine beings even stink...?'
...
Noah sat in his room with all his women around him, chatting idly with each other, their faces bright with laughter and smiles.
They had been complaining about how much work they had to do because of the Favored Ones, blaming Noah for all the inconveniences.
The latter just smiled wryly, telling them to see the good side of the situation and not to blame him.
They also asked about how his training went, but then each of them started talking about what they did while he was away.
It was a lively atmosphere but soon, the air tensed a little when Sophie asked a question:
"So, where are you going again?"
All the girls turned their heads toward him, waiting for an answer.
"Earth. It's a world with no mana or anything of the sort... well, it was like that the last time I checked," he said, his voice calm and steady.
"How do you know about this world, and where did you even get this information?" Elira asked, her soul-like eyes narrowing with suspicion.
Not only her, but all of them were looking at him like...
"You're cheating on us, aren't you? That's why you want us to stay here while you travel alone?" Anya said, looking at him like a disappointed snake.
"Ah... I knew we wouldn't be enough."
"Right? Noah is too greedy. I knew one day he would get tired of us and try to find new ones."
"That's why I told all of you, let's find some end-tier sexual techniques to make him lose his mind. But you never listened. Now I'm pretty sure some bitches opened their legs wide in poetic ways that enchanted him."
"We should've listened to Lilith."
"Yes, as a former whore, she was the best in that domain."
"I don't think you needed to add that last part, Selene."
"But what if I did?"
Their banter started again—going from Noah's alleged infidelity, to Lilith being a whore, and even to the length of Noah's dick.
Meanwhile, the latter just sat there, completely lost.
Finally, he sighed and fell on the bed on his back.
'Who told me to have so many women?'
'It's all because of my beauty...'
Yes, it's definitely not because he was a horny bastard.
Definitely not.
—End of Chapter 319—
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Chapter 320: Chapter 320: Dramatic
Chapter 320 – Dramatic
It took many hours for Noah to finally convince his women that all of their thoughts were unfounded and that all he would do was just travel with Asaemon and Aurelia into some distant world.
Of course, they would not do only that.
Asaemon made it clear that he wanted a little escapade with them in monster-filled territory in order to bond... while killing them.
It sounded pretty murderous, and in fact it was, but the most unnerving thing was that Asaemon didn't plan to choose any random place to kill.
As he said, they were abominations, so they had to do something at their level of absurdity.
Noah and Aurelia asked multiple times where they would go, but he stayed silent, telling them it would be a surprise they would immensely love.
Needless to say, Noah and Aurelia looked at him suspiciously, their eyes saying everything even though they didn't say anything:
We don't believe you.
Asaemon looked hurt at this unfounded lack of confidence in him—he started to throw a fit and tried to convince them, but niet, Noah and Aurelia were adamant about it.
In the end, he sulked like a child and went to traumatize his sister's fairies in order to relieve some stress.
Remembering this, Noah couldn't help but chuckle lightly under his breath. He genuinely missed Asaemon.
It was not to say that he didn't miss Aurelia, but his brother was more striking and easier to remember. He was the type of family member everyone wanted to hang out with because of how funny and relaxed he was.
Aurelia, meanwhile, was the type to only engage with you when you made the first step. You could say she was the reclusive type. The one who preferred to be lost in the infinite worlds and emotions her books gave her, rather than engage with humans too dumb or too bland for her taste.
Noah was eager to meet both of them.
At that moment, he was in Laeh's core zone, with Laeh herself in front of him, her expression bearing a satisfied grin.
"Why are you grinning so hard, Laeh?" Noah asked with an amused note in his voice.
"I played really good with Nixie. This was my first time playing so much, and my playmaker didn't complain even once. Heheheh. I only stopped because you called me here."
"Tell me your business, brother, in the fastest way possible and liberate me so I can go back to play," Laeh said, her voice holding a tone of impatience.
Noah looked at her, his face bearing the sight of a father noticing that his daughter had grown up.
That type of deep, crunching pain that makes you want to sit on the couch and stare blankly into the void, wondering where the cute daughter who always welcomed you with a beaming smile after work had gone... that little girl who made even the hardest day look like a simple one the moment she spoke with her tiny voice...
Yes...
That pain was something no good father should go through, but unfortunately, Noah was going through the same thing.
He might not be her father, but rather her brother, and yet the pain he felt at being dismissed by Laeh was sharper and more painful than any wound he had ever suffered.
He fell silent, unable to speak for a moment, before dramatically collapsing on the ground on his neck, mumbling some unknown things.
Laeh tilted her head in confusion, then—
"Brother, what are you doing?" she asked as she approached him, hearing more clearly his words...
"What's the point of life... my cute Laeh... where is my cute Laeh... I just wanted to say goodbye... just that... so why...?"
He repeated it over and over again.
Laeh's lips twitched hearing him. She then started comforting her dramatic brother—gods knew it was not a minor affair.
But after almost half an hour, Noah got up from the ground again, his face wearing a big smile.
And as for why that smile?
'Eh. I am indeed the best brother in all the universe.'
He nodded to himself, feeling quite satisfied with Laeh's words.
Finally, after some words of goodbye... Noah disappeared completely from Laeh.
This time, he didn't even appear inside the Shadow Realm, but outside in the ever-changing void space.
He appeared there, alone, as he looked at the sight around him. It was dark, but it was illuminated by enough scattered lights that you were able to see clearly.
There were pieces of rock as huge as mountains floating aimlessly around, and some other energy that blended seamlessly together in a color of light silver flowing like streams across the expanse.
With his incredible perception, Noah was able to sense some other things too—like void beasts, and even treasure and hidden realms.
But also another thing...
Another creature that was monstrous, but looked like it was dead.
Noah turned his head toward that creature.
It was a gigantic beast with millions of tentacles circling its body in a protective manner, tentacles visibly able to smash a world like Laeh into billions of splintered pieces in one single strike. Its body was covered with soft black scales shimmering lightly under the dark.
Noah tilted his head, feeling a certain sense of déjà vu while looking at it. The reason immediately came to him.
"This one feels like Noelle."
He said it, but nothing was heard outside, as if his voice was muted.
Observing the monster quietly, Noah easily guessed that this was the original body of Noelle.
With a deep grin, he took out his photo artifact and snapped some masterpiece-level pictures before putting it back.
Instead, he took out a small golden leaf.
That leaf was glowing with so much power that surrounding beasts snapped their heads toward Noah, hungrily eyeing the leaf in his hand.
Noah didn't even acknowledge them.
If they were dumb enough to approach him, they wouldn't even know how they died.
Instead, he focused on the leaf—the one Aurelia gave him as a way for him to be transported into her realm. He just needed to pour his Authority inside.
With a faint smile, his hand began to glow in a cornucopia of colors and enveloped the golden leaf—and immediately, Noah disappeared... going straight to his siblings.
The little outing between ridiculous siblings had finally started.
—End of Chapter 320—
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Chapter 321: Chapter 321: Blankly
Chapter 321 – Blankly
Noah appeared back inside the realm of Aurelia. The surroundings were filled with lush grass that shimmered with a blinding light. The rustle of the trees echoed through the space, making it relaxing.
At the center of the realm, there was a behemoth of a tree, golden in color, that pierced through the heavens and seemed to have the intention of reaching the very limit of the universe, illuminating the whole of it in its brilliance.
The sight was magnificent.
But Noah was focused on a scene that made him blink, wondering if his eyes were failing him.
In front of him, under the golden tree, was Aurelia sitting on the back of Asaemon, who was on all fours. His expression was strained, as if he wasn't just bearing the weight of Aurelia...but the weight of the entire realm.
The moment Noah appeared, both of them snapped their heads toward him briskly.
Aurelia gave him her usual calm smile, while Asaemon opened his mouth wide, ready to tear Noah's eyes open, but fortunately, or unfortunately for him...
"Don't forget your punishment. You have no right to talk."
Aurelia said, and Asaemon's face immediately turned forlorn, dejected, and completely fed up with life.
It was like suddenly, life held no meaning anymore.
But still, he looked intensely at Noah and nodded rapidly, making his head blur from the motion.
That was his loud way to greet his little brother.
Noah smiled and strode forward, his steps gently crunching the grass underfoot, making a soft, relaxed sound echo through the realm.
"It's been a long time. How have you been since the last time and..." Noah said as he arrived in front of them, then turned his head toward Asaemon,
"...why is he in this state, Aurelia?"
He asked, his voice holding a note of amusement, head tilted.
Aurelia gave him a smile, then shifted her position and sat closer to Asaemon's head, leaving Noah the lower back.
Asaemon's eyes widened, understanding exactly what Aurelia was planning, and indeed...
"Come and sit to talk more comfortably. You won't get disappointed. This guy's back is pretty comfortable."
She said playfully.
Noah looked at Asaemon, then gave him a shrug with a look that said:
I cannot disobey big sister, you see? I'm an obedient little brother.
Asaemon gritted his teeth, his heart bleeding.
Once sitting, Noah and Aurelia began talking leisurely, ignoring completely the sad Asaemon.
Aurelia told him why all this was happening. And it was simply because of a bet.
Asaemon, in a moment of boredom, had suddenly proposed a bet. He had grown tired of waiting for Noah, and traumatizing the fairies was no longer fun, those guys seemed immune now.
So with that, he could no longer see the fear-soaked faces of the fairies running in panic with their little transparent wings.
So, being bored, he went to Aurelia and boldly proposed,
"Without cheating, without anything, without using my power or even my reputation—you give me one woman, I will go court her and come back with her heart in my hands, beating only for my handsome face."
It was an arrogant declaration but indeed, Asaemon was an exceptionally handsome man, even among the divine.
But Aurelia knew, with Asaemon's nature, that he wouldn't succeed.
So she accepted, with the only condition being that if he lost, he would be on all fours and become her chair for a hundred years all while staying silent.
Asaemon, confident, accepted without a hint of hesitation and now, seeing his situation... you could already guess what happened.
Asaemon had been in this position for over twenty years.
Noah side-glanced at him mockingly.
"Brother, you could've waited for me to give you some tips. I'm pretty well versed in this area."
Noah said, his voice dripping with confidence.
Aurelia was tempted to place a bet with him too, but she held back as she remembered how many wives her little brother had and how unfairly handsome he was.
Asaemon spared him a glare but didn't say anything. He didn't look tired but rather weary.
Noah chuckled.
"I guess you can forgive him for this one, sister."
He pleaded for him.
Aurelia fixed her golden eyes, eyes filled with unmistakable wisdom, on him.
No, in fact, she was looking at his eyes.
She then tilted her head, her golden eyes narrowing.
"You look different, brother."
She said, her voice holding a note of intrigue.
"Your eyes... they're deeper than before."
Asaemon turned his head unnaturally to look at Noah, his face bearing an extremely rare serious expression. His black eyes, like twin bottomless voids, were fixed on him. Then he nodded, as if agreeing with Aurelia.
Noah smiled.
"Well, things happened. Years passed after all. And oh well... I became a Law Creator rank too." He said nonchalantly, as if speaking about the weather.
Instantly, the realm seemed to fall into unnatural silence.
Noah felt like he was being watched by everything and anything, even the realm itself, and all of them were staring at him as if he was some kind of monster.
He darted his head toward all of them, his expression filled with mock confusion.
"Why are you looking at me like this? It's just Law Creator rank, you know? Nothing worthy of all these stares."
This time, Asaemon could not stop himself from speaking.
"Now do tell us... did you just say some nonsense like 'I think therefore I am' and boom, you discovered the law of self?"
Asaemon's voice was dripping with mock sarcasm, but also with sheer disbelief.
How, in not even a hundred years, did this guy become Law Creator rank?
Granted, he was an abomination but they too were abominations, and they hadn't reached this level even after a hundred years of deep study.
Noah laughed at his brother's words.
"The words you just said remind me of something really far away. But hey, now that you said it, why didn't I think of that?"
At the end, Noah was holding his chin pensively, wondering why he didn't think of creating the law of self.
That thing sounded pretty incredible.
Aurelia, meanwhile, was just staring at Noah blankly, then slowly parted her mouth and spoke dryly:
"How did you achieve it?"
Asaemon was listening too.
No, all the realm was listening.
But Noah just smiled.
"I got a sugar mommy willing to give me her everything."
Even her own rank.
Hearing him, they stared at him blankly before...
"Man... you know what? Let's just go on our way to that whatever Earth and forget about this little discussion."
Asaemon said.
"I think it's better for our sanity."
Aurelia agreed.
Noah laughed, cackling like a madman.
—End of Chapter 321—
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Chapter 322: Chapter 322: Lady of The Thorn
Chapter 322 – Lady of The Thorn
The three siblings now sat around a table made from the roots of the golden tree. It glowed softly with a golden hue more holy and immaculate than any celestial could ever hope to achieve.
A soft and sweet scent drifted from it, able to bring tranquility and contented peace to billions of worlds with frightening ease.
Noah tapped the table softly and rhythmically, then turned his head toward his brother.
"Asaemon," he said, his voice holding a note of intrigue, "you told us you had a place to go hunt monsters before departing to Earth."
He tilted his head.
"So, where is that place?"
Aurelia, too, turned her head toward him, curious to know what this troublesome brother of hers had decided again.
"Well, you see..." Asaemon began, wearing his ever-present grin.
"...I wanted us to head toward the dwelling of the King of the North. But let's forget about that winter-loving guy. I've changed my mind," he said with a smirk.
Noah's brows rose slowly at the mention of the King of the North — he didn't know him, after all — but Aurelia...she looked at Asaemon as if he had lost his mind.
"Are you crazy?" she snarled, a hair's breadth from standing up to smack his head across the table.
"Did you really want to go against that guy, the one who controls the entire northern part of the universe?" She couldn't help but be surprised.
They were abominations, yes. Their potential and power were immense, yes.
But the universe was unfathomable, and there were beings even they — and the Progenitors — had to tread carefully around.
The King of the North being one of them.
And Aurelia wasn't overreacting. She, better than anyone, knew the terror of the King of the North. After all, she once tried to peer through his Records and steal some of them.
What she saw that day...still made her shiver.
She glared at Asaemon and growled like a berserk beast, "I hope you didn't do anything that could have provoked him."
Asaemon smirked at Aurelia's reaction. It looked exactly like what he wanted.
"This is precisely why I wanted to go there, dear sister. How could I, as a faithful brother, let it slide when someone traumatizes my dear sister?" His voice turned forlorn, sad, a theatrical whimper.
"I have to give you justice! It's my duty as your brother! But..." he started loudly, eyes closed, arms spreading wide as if embracing the universe itself in a warm embrace and then the performance died down, his expression calmed, and a small smirk tugged at his lips.
"But dear sister, we'll postpone this little revenge against the King of the North. For now we have to resolve my revenge first."
He leaned over the golden table, hands curled under his chin, staring seriously at his two siblings who were glaring at him as if he were a damned fool.
He ignored their glare and instead let the smirk deepen.
"I, Asaemon, Devourer of Beasts, have been rejected. How can I let this slide? So our next destination is set, my dears."
"We will go into the territory of the Lady of Thorn, enter her castle, her bedchamber, then..."
His smirk widened.
"...then we kill her husband." He finished and fell silent, looking between Aurelia and Noah.
Aurelia's face turned exasperated. She sighed and turned her head away from Asaemon, as if unable to bear the sight of a face begging to be slapped across the edge of the universe.
Noah, meanwhile, held a small, amused smile on his lips.
"It seems...a little radical, brother, don't you think?" he said, trying to drag his brother toward reason.
But Asaemon shook his head with vehement defiance. "I cannot. That guy looked at me, straight in the eyes, standing beside the Lady of Thorn, and told me I'm just a reckless beast who always causes trouble."
Noah's smile didn't fade. He fired back, "Why didn't you kill him then?"
"And take all the fun? I thought about you and said to myself: why not do it together? And now here we are," Asaemon replied with a face practically pleading for a compliment for his brotherly thoughtfulness.
Noah held Asaemon's gaze for a moment, then turned to Aurelia.
"What do you think?" he asked, tone amused.
Honestly, he didn't care either way.
The King of the North sounded fun, and with such control over ice, Noah was genuinely curious.
If it weren't for the fact that even Aurelia seemed apprehensive of him, he would have sent his mother.
The matter with the Lady of Thorn also sounded fun.
Either way, he was going to go.
Aurelia noticed that. She looked like she was the only one reluctant to take on something so bothersome.
She shot Asaemon a dark glance. "Are you not ashamed to kill the husband of the woman who rejected you? What would the universe think?"
Asaemon simply shrugged. "Why would they even know? We can do it in the first five seconds and be done with it."
"You know they will," Aurelia said. "Don't forget that her husband is Neron Worldborn. And any Worldborn are connected with her."
A certain tension took hold the moment Aurelia spoke the husband's name, and both siblings turned to look at Noah.
His face remained calm, a subtle smile still on his lips but his eyes were cold and merciless. The threads within them turned erratic and their effects on the environment were evident as the space around them rippled like water, then shifted and became threads for a split fraction of a second before returning to normal.
But that simple shift altered the fate and destiny of every living and nonliving thing inside Aurelia's realm forever.
"Oh! My bad. I'm sorry, Aurelia I'll put it back as it was," Noah said, genuinely apologetic for the slip in control.
But Aurelia shook her head as her golden eyes glowed. "Do you have something against the Worldborn?" she asked directly, already guessing the reason behind Noah's sudden anger.
He smiled softly. "Yes."
"How deep?" Aurelia asked back.
"Either I'm going to exterminate them, or I'm going to die trying." His response came absurdly fast and brutally clean.
No hesitation.
Both Asaemon and Aurelia were taken aback by that resolve but only for a moment.
In the next breath, Asaemon grinned wildly, his beastly aura erupted, and a chimera of billions of calamitous beasts loomed behind him, drowning the realm in eternal nightmares.
"I never liked those pointy-eared elven bastards anyway. Let's kill," he growled like a beast.
Aurelia fell silent for a heartbeat before a small smile tugged at her lips.
"I didn't get the chance to steal Worldborn Records. Time to do it now."
She smiled faintly, and the previous dreadful atmosphere shifted into something gentle and caring the kind of gentleness worn by people who intend to stab you in the back.
Yes...that exact kind.
Noah listened to the two of them, a devilish grin plastered on his beautiful face as he spoke,
"I guess we are killing that Neron, then."
—End of Chapter 322—
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Chapter 323: Chapter 323: Power
Chapter 323 – Power
Their destination was set.
They would go to the Lady of Thorn to kill her husband. They looked like a low-level bandit group acting out of spite, and honestly, it couldn't have been more true.
Asaemon wanted to kill Neron because of what the man had said to him — that he was just a mindless beast who always caused trouble. Which, in fairness, was true.
But now, their reason had changed.
They wanted to kill Neron because the youngest hated the Worldborn.
It was as simple as that. It didn't matter if Noah was the one in the wrong. It didn't matter if doing so would attract the ire of Luelle, Progenitor of the Elves. And it didn't matter if it started a war with the Worldborn.
It didn't.
After all, how could they call themselves elder siblings if they couldn't even help their youngest vent his rage?
That was why, right now, the three of them stood side by side, Noah in the middle, preparing to step into the Lady of Thorn's territory.
"So, if I understood correctly…this Lady of Thorn is a Law Creator with a Law called Thorn. A Law that gives control over…" Noah tilted his head slightly.
"…suffering or some sort?" he finished, puzzled.
Aurelia, at his right, nodded softly. "Yes. You'll understand once we get there. But you'd better not bleed or even let her wound you." Her voice sharpened. "This will be your first battle against a Law Creator. Asaemon and I will let you face her first. If we see you struggling or about to lose…" She left the words hanging. There was no need to finish them.
But Asaemon, at Noah's left, grinned savagely. "Then we'll intervene and save your ass, little brother."
His grin widened as he set one hand on his hip, the other on his face, head thrown back as he laughed like the madman he was.
Noah ignored him. By now, Asaemon's antics were routine. Instead, he asked something else.
"What about Neron? I agree we should kill him, but it's unwise to act without a plan to make sure Luelle doesn't find out. Or at least, when she does, it should already be too late for her to react."
His voice was calm, but the hunger beneath it was not. He wanted to kill a Worldborn. No — he wanted to torture them first.
He hadn't forgotten Laeh.
But Luelle was still far too powerful.
His thoughts froze as he looked between his siblings.
"Is Luelle stronger than you?" he asked, tone genuinely intrigued.
Both Aurelia and Asaemon paused in thought.
"I don't actually know," Aurelia admitted. She had never cared to consider it. Books were her only priority. Knowledge was her fortress.
But Asaemon…Asaemon knew.
"She's stronger," he said bluntly.
Both Noah and Aurelia turned toward him.
"Why do you say so?" Noah pressed.
"Because she was born when the universe itself was barely formed. Do you know how old this universe is? Don't bother, you wouldn't understand." Asaemon's black eyes gleamed, sharp and dreadful. "What I mean is, she was born when resources were endless, when life itself was new, when she was one of the very first to be sentient. Alive. And unbound by the Records."
His grin faded into something colder, eyes like a pool of bottomless ichor.
"Her roots are everywhere. Even among the Progenitors, her power is immense."
Noah listened in silence, then nodded slowly.
He now understood why the Progenitors never bothered with abominations.
It wasn't only the Records. If it were, they would have found a counter by now. No, they simply didn't care.
Because to them, abominations were nothing more than children playing with weapons far too big for them.
After all, what was a being born a million years ago — or even a few centuries ago — to one who had lived since the dawn of the universe?
Not even a toddler. Barely an infant in their eyes.
But that would change the moment they crossed the line. And for Luelle, that line was her children — the Worldborn.
Noah sighed wearily as the understanding sank in. He inhaled deeply, then exhaled, releasing a stream of energy that made the surrounding space quake. The beat of his heart slowed as he calmed.
Asaemon and Aurelia remained quiet, letting their brother steady himself.
They had been there too. When they were young, full of arrogance, believing they could dominate the universe.
But reality had shattered them.
They met beings who could have killed them in an instant but didn't, restrained only by the Records.
Since then, Aurelia turned inward, burying herself in books and knowledge, using it to sharpen her power.
Asaemon turned rebel, stirring chaos everywhere, but always careful to stop at the edge of disaster. By pressing those boundaries, he grew stronger too.
They knew Noah was going through that..
But—
'It must be hard for him,' Aurelia thought, glancing at his pensive face.
She was mistaken.
Noah wasn't weighed down by fear of their power. He was only frustrated — frustrated that his revenge couldn't come yet.
Why would he fear them?
If he wanted, he could roam the universe, courting powerful women, binding them to him, sharing their strength.
But he wouldn't jeopardize his family for that. He wouldn't play with feelings and discard them just for power.
That wasn't him.
At least not the him of today.
So…
'Baby steps, Noah. Baby steps. You'll get there. Without a doubt.'
He turned to look at Asaemon and Aurelia.
'I just need these two with me. Make them stronger. Then I'll be closer to waging war against the Progenitors.'
His lips parted into an open smile.
"Well, why the tense atmosphere? We have someone to kill. And as for keeping it hidden from Luelle…" His smile deepened. "I have an idea."
Inside, he whispered, 'Time to test the gifts Providence gave me.'
Immediately after his words, Asaemon roared with laughter and clapped his hands so hard the realm quivered on the brink of collapse.
A colossal jaw split the ground beneath them, the maw of a calamitous beast, its mouth yawning wide, filled with rows of spear-tip teeth shimmering dangerously under the light.
It swallowed them whole and in an instant they were transported…
…directly inside the Lady of Thorn's castle.
More precisely…her bedchamber.
And…
"Bloody hell…!"
"By the Records…!"
"…damn!"
What they saw chilled even their abominable hearts.
—End of Chapter 323—
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Chapter 324: Chapter 324: Battle
Chapter 324 – Battle
BOOOOOOOOMMMMM!!!
An earthshaking explosion echoed through the world, followed by a wave of splintered rock, dust, and rubble ripping through the sky in cascading bursts.
"Damn, why so aggressive?" Noah muttered as he found himself weightless in the air, surrounded by thousands of shredded stones.
The moment those words left his lips, as if sentient, the rocks transformed into thorns blacker than charcoal, their tips sharper than spears, and they flew toward him from all directions, leaving trails of torn space behind them.
Noah observed all of this calmly, his finger twitched, and a cornucopia of threads burst outward around him and wrapped him in a protective cocoon.
The song of steel against steel rang through a realm now smothered in thorns of every color and shape as Noah blocked the attacks.
He didn't stop there.
He produced threads that lost their protective property but were sticky enough to bind the attacking thorns, suspending them in the air, unable to approach him.
The cocoon vanished, leaving Noah exposed as he took in the scene around him.
The realm was quaking here and there, deafening explosions shattering the very idea of silence, the roar echoing without pause. Buildings were being destroyed, mortals and lower-level beings cried out in agony as they raised their heads to see the sky fragmenting into parts that looked ready to fall at any moment.
Clouds of dust rose everywhere, enveloping the realm in apocalyptic horror.
Noah heard a distant rumble of battle and snapped his head toward the far west of the realm, where he saw Aurelia standing before a man with golden hair, green eyes, and pointed ears.
Typical features of the Worldborn.
His face was clouded with anger, veins popping like slithering serpents as his green eyes pulsed with viper's venom. His mouth moved—he was speaking to Aurelia, whose face looked bored and uninterested.
She floated in the air with two golden wings made of the bark of the golden tree back in her realm, her hands holding a pair of daggers with intricate designs that shone with a sharp brilliance.
Without waiting for Neron to finish his rambling, she kicked off and propelled herself toward him, leaving a flash of blistering golden light that burned the very oxygen.
In less than the time it takes a thought to be born, she appeared before him and slashed.
Neron raised both hands in an X, plants sprouting out of nowhere to wrap his forearms just before impact.
A thunderous roar of destruction spread through the realm, making it quake and quiver as if about to collapse into dust. Space rippled, swelled, and tears opened where Aurelia struck, with Neron hurled down to the ground at whipping speed.
Aurelia glanced at the crater and, a second later, flickered like a mirage as she darted after him, ready to finish the fight.
Noah didn't continue watching, another sound seized his attention to the north.
There, a nightmarish beast opened its maw wide, molten green saliva dripping, teeth sharp enough to pierce the very fabric of reality, before it snapped shut, trying to devour five beings in front of it.
The beast's body was scaled black like a dragon's, its frame humongous, as if its head alone could shatter the sky. Its form resembled that of an ape, with two horns of red bone etched in black runes protruding from its skull. Its eyes were red, glowing with a madness and hunger that could unmake worlds. Its hands were vast, like primordial anvils, and they had sharp claws.
This was one of the beast forms of Asaemon. And right now he was battling five of the Lady of Thorn's subordinates, every strike and every step making the world tilt and space shatter like cracked wood.
"You dare to look elsewhere while fighting me?" an angry voice growled in front of Noah, pulling his focus back.
A beautiful and striking woman stood before him. Her eyes were yellow-grey, their pupils encircled by thorns. Her grey hair fell like a waterfall to her round hips—normal in one instant, then in the next shifting into a mass of billions of thorns smashed together.
She looked at him with eyes that could kill.
Noah smirked.
"Can you not calm down? We admit we came at an inappropriate time, but still…why make such a big—!"
He stopped mid-sentence, tilting his head to the right, evading a thorn that was aiming straight for his forehead.
Behind him, something detonated, a huge blast of air and smoke rising from the ground and smothering the realm in a dusty mist for a heartbeat.
Noah's smile twitched.
This woman was serious about killing him, it seemed.
Deciding to stop fooling around, Noah used his causality.
"As long as I am breathing, every wound you make me feel will be felt by you too—doubled," he uttered with a devilish grin.
The threads of causality in the realm shifted. A large part of them ruptured and a new weave was born within—the weave was Noah's.
A clicking sound echoed through the realm, and the Lady of Thorn stepped back, head lowered, staring at her body in sudden confusion, eyes widening as she felt what had just been bound to her.
She raised her head sluggishly only to see Noah's fist an inch from her face, a villainous smile plastered on his lips, and then he struck her delicate right cheek with merciless precision.
Her face shifted, her right eye exploded from its socket, teeth splintered, blood sprayed like a fountain and painted the world in red, then muscle, skin, and tendon crushed into mashed pulp as the impact finally sent her to kiss the ground beneath them with an ear-splitting crack that made the air howl like a raging beast.
Space around his fist throbbed madly, looking ready to collapse from the sheer strength of Noah's punch. A steam of energy flowed off his knuckles, born from the friction between them and the Lady of Thorn's face.
Noah stood there, watching the ground, which was now swallowed by a thick cloud of dust, a smile on his lips.
Seconds later, a deep, banshee-like screech boomed out, and slicing soundwaves carved through everything in their path.
The dust cleared, and Noah finally saw the Lady of Thorn's face.
It was unsightly.
Her previous beauty was gone. In its place, mangled flesh and an empty right socket stared up at him, deep crimson blood oozing like ichor and spilling to the ground in a waterfall.
She glared up at Noah, high in the sky, with her left eye pulsing with hatred and a heat so visceral that the surrounding space shuddered under her aura.
She parted her swollen lips, and a voice like scratching on dry skin rasped through the ruined realm:
"I will fucking kill you."
Noah smirked.
"My life is too heavy for you to take, my lady. But…"
He stretched out his right hand and pointed at her, curling his fingers in a come at me gesture.
"…come at me. Next time, I will explode your head in a flurry of brains and blood."
—End of Chapter 324—
A/N:
Sigh…
Where are the golden tickets? The gifts ? The PS ? Are you cheating on me with other authors?
Sigh…
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HAREM STEALER: REBORN WITH THE GOD-TIER SHARING SYSTEMC325: Cracking skull
Chapter 325: Chapter 325: Cracking skull
Chapter 325 – Cracking Skull
A whirlwind of destruction exploded through space, making it quake in dread. The sky cracked into countless shards, its precious blue drained into a profound, bleeding red.
The realm itself screamed in agony, its howls echoing across the ruined expanse, unheard by any locked in the fury of battle.
A fountain of blood, spilled organs, and mangled bones carpeted the ground in crimson.
Mortals howled in injustice, and even divine beings knelt in submission.
Noah and the Lady of Thorn were engaged in a deadly but beautiful dance of combat. They were trails of light — Noah's silver-white, hers a ghostly grey — clashing in thunderous blows, each one carrying the weight to dent reality itself.
Their speed transcended light, making the very definition of time meaningless.
Their battlefield was drowned in an uncountable sea of thorns that spread as far as the eye could see, while silver-white threads carved through them, severing the very meaning of fate and bending it to Noah's will.
Threads and thorns clashed in unholy rage, splitting space, tearing the ground from beneath itself, flinging chunks skyward before shattering them into billions of fragments.
The fight was calamitous.
The Lady of Thorn darted left, evading a spear woven from Noah's fate-cutting threads. She slammed her feet into the groundless air, and a torrent of red thorns erupted upward, embracing Noah hungrily.
He clicked his tongue, too late to fully escape.
He staggered back, dodging some, blocking others, but several pierced through — tearing his clothes, stabbing into his fair skin, until pristine white blood sprayed out, staining him.
Before he could think further, his own blood twisted against him, warping into white thorns that stabbed back into his body.
A sharp, piercing pain ripped through him, striking directly at his soul. His body swayed from the sudden torment, his vision tilting — just as the Lady of Thorn appeared an inch away, crouched low, her knuckles wrapped in black and red thorns that pulsed with malevolence. With madness glowing in her eyes and blood smeared on her lips, she drove her fist into his gut.
Noah's bones rattled like a leaf caught in a storm, splintering like fragile glass. His body hurled backward, slicing the air before he smashed face-first into the ground with an earthshaking detonation.
Dust rose in towering waves, smothering the battlefield in a hazy shroud.
Above, the Lady of Thorn buckled, vomiting a cascade of crimson blood as her pale face twisted in agony. She clutched her ribs, a grievous pain making her knees buckle even in the sky.
She gritted her teeth, hatred creaking audibly in her skull, and glared down into the rising dust.
From below, Noah's mocking voice cut through.
"It must feel really nasty, huh?"
The haze cleared, revealing him battered but upright. His clothes were torn to rags, white blood dripping from his lips. His once immaculate silver hair now flared wild, like a storm.
He was in pain, but his eyes glinted with cold indifference and worse, with taunting amusement.
"You see, we can still end this by talking. My brother only wants to kill your husband, not you. Why don't we settle this like civilized people?" he said with a smirk, his voice dripping with confidence.
And the Lady of Thorn knew why.
She was going to lose if she couldn't break the causality ability binding her. But that was the problem, this smiling bastard would never give her the time to think, to unravel his skill.
And if she faltered, if she lost focus for even a breath, her skull would be shattered again.
She seethed, teeth grinding.
"I won't let you kill my husband," she growled, her voice like two jagged thorns scraping against each other.
Annoying.
Her battered body swayed, but her gaze didn't waver.
The air shifted. Space itself warped, bleeding into thorns of countless colors that lashed onto her body, burrowing deep, transforming her flesh.
It was done in an instant.
She was now a living mass of thorns, her form still humanoid but twisted into shifting shades of thorned growth.
Her new presence made the air recoil in dread, space itself tearing apart around her unstable aura.
Noah stood below, smiling faintly, his runic thread-marked eyes glinting with scorn and contempt.
"I personally preferred your previous appearance," he said lightly, before turning his head to glance at Aurelia's battle, then Asaemon's. Both were about to finish, which made his smile sharpen.
Then he raised his right hand and caught her descending fist at eye level. The air hissed like a serpent before snapping apart with a booming crack, a wrenching explosion radiating from the clash. But Noah didn't release her fist.
He clenched it tighter, crunching her knuckles until the sound split the battlefield. Her eyes bulged in pain as she raised her other hand, nails flexing like daggers, slashing for his face.
Noah flung his head back, still gripping her hand, her claws grazing by a hair's breadth. Then his free hand snapped forward, coiling around her wrist like serpent and locking it tight.
She snarled, fury blazing in her eyes, but Noah's gaze was filled with insufferable arrogance. He stepped closer, pressing his forehead almost against hers, then hammered his knuckles into her skull.
A sickening crack echoed. Her head snapped back in a spray of blood. She staggered, but Noah didn't let go.
He struck again.
And again.
And again.
The sound of cracking bone rang out mercilessly as he pummeled her face, blood smearing across her features until they were unrecognizable. Her nose shattered. Her forehead split open like torn curtains, revealing a grotesque glimpse of oily brain matter streaked with runes racing like lightning.
Noah's face was drenched in her blood, his grin monstrous, eldritch, as though reality itself could not contain him.
"Are you willing to talk now?" he growled.
Her face was ruined like a cracked stone, with her lips swollen and split into pieces, jaw broken and hanging loosely as if about to fall at any given moment.
And yet she still clung to life. She slowly parted her bleeding mouth and whimpered weak and broken,
"M-Mercy..."
Noah grinned wider, blood pouring down his chin like a torrent.
"Took you long enough, my lady."
Then, suddenly, his face flipped like a switch, the cruelty melting into a mischievous grin.
"Now tell me...were you truly masturbating with your husband chained like a worthless weasel in front of you?"
The change was so abrupt that the Lady of Thorn shivered.
—End of Chapter 325—
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