HAREM STEALER: REBORN WITH THE GOD-TIER SHARING SYSTEMC339: Fickle
Chapter 339: Chapter 339: Fickle
Chapter 339 – Fickle
Noah healed Aurelia and Asaemon rapidly. In the process, he even learned some interesting things about the power of Ruin, a power he couldn't help but feel fascinated by.
It was incredibly complex and alien in a way he had never seen before. He was sure he hadn't even grasped yet the full intent, the full weight behind this Ruin.
It made him excited and nervous at the same time.
Excited because now he was certain, there was a universe beyond this universe, a reality beyond this reality.
He had things to conquer, he had things to live, he had things to experience. He was eager for all that.
But he was also nervous because... now there were things outside the scope of his understanding. Powers he couldn't even begin to fathom.
Because let's not forget, Noah had needed to sacrifice a life just to understand how Ruin worked enough to heal his siblings. And this wasn't even because the woman had attacked them.
They were simply injured by the rebound of their own attacks against her.
So what if the red woman had actually fought them seriously? What if she had managed to land a killing strike?
Then one life would not have been enough. The cost to heal them would have been far steeper. And this made him realize a single truth...
He needed this power.
Not because he wanted Ruin itself. But because he needed a countermeasure, a shield, an answer for the day he might face it directly.
Now the question was... who was Ruin?
Noah asked the red woman, for the third time, and the last. If she dared not to answer, then she would learn just how cruel he could be.
Fortunately, she was sensible enough to know she was nothing but a cornered rat. Against a cat — still perched on Noah's shoulder, tail flicking idly.
The future of this cat was secured for sure.
She parted her lips.
"Ruin is ruin." she said.
Noah blinked. He turned to his right, saw Aurelia's confused face. He turned to his left, saw Asaemon's twitching jaw.
Then,
"...Is this bitch messing with us?" he asked, his tone so cold it felt like the world itself might freeze at his words.
It did.
Frost crept across the ground at the mere sound of Noah's voice. He was ruler of this realm. A god. Whatever he willed, would happen.
"I think she believes us fools," Aurelia intoned.
"I am in no mood for bullshit. Let's kill her," Asaemon added coldly.
They didn't show it outright, but they were furious. Ashamed.
Ashamed of the state they had been in...forced to their knees, coughing and writhing like mortal weaklings.
What burned worse was that it happened in front of the youngest. They were supposed to be examples. Shepherds. They were meant to show him what it meant to be an abomination. To be untouchable.
And instead, they had collapsed, and Noah had shown them the true meaning of abomination. He had made them look like children playing with fire—children who hadn't known how hot it could burn.
Now they knew. And now they were lost.
But none of that was visible on their faces. They wore their usual expressions, flawless masks without cracks.
At least, they tried.
But clearly, they failed, because the rage in their hearts bled through. They wanted her head. They wanted to shred her into pieces and force her to choke on her own flesh. They wanted her to suffer.
But Noah didn't want that. So they restrained themselves.
Noah looked at his siblings silently. He understood what they were feeling.
How could he not?
Ever since reincarnating in Laeh with Providence in his hand, he had never been meant to be compared to others.
No one could match him.
Not because he was more talented. Not because his cause was nobler. Not because he was braver. Not because he hungered more for dominion.
Simply because he cheated.
And isn't that the way of life?
Kill or be killed. Cheat or be cheated.
Noah was nothing but a pitiful, wretched man reborn in a world where even the lowest servant could kill him. But he cheated his way up.
And many in life did the same. They betrayed. They bribed. They lied. They killed. They called you brother while plotting to steal your position—at the company, the guild, the empire.
Give it whatever name you want, at the end, the principle remained the same.
Cheat or be cheated.
Aurelia and Asaemon had cheated in their own way, but Noah's way of cheating was beyond their immortal comprehension.
They couldn't help but feel underwhelmed beside him.
And...
'That's exactly what I wanted.' Noah thought silently, watching them while the red woman remained mute, waiting for permission to speak.
He needed them to feel inadequate, to feel the weight of their limits, to hunger for more.
Then he would act. He would reach out to them with epithets crafted for them. With bloodlines shaped for them. With talents only they could hold.
And they would evolve. And they would become his. And then...
Oh, what a sight it would be.
He wondered, was the universe ready?
Because once he had them, Noah would go full Napoleon.
A faint smile curled on his lips as he imagined them conquering the cosmos, armed with cunning and power beyond the reach of the so-called Progenitors.
They were sitting in their lofty domains, blind to the vicious cheater who was assembling his own court of cheaters.
Arrogance or confidence?
Sometimes the line was too blurred to tell.
But Noah would know, one day.
For now, though...
'Let me add another stolen power to my name.' he thought with a smirk.
"Ruin is ruin, huh? I don't fancy cryptic words, darling. So you'd better speak clearly before I let my dear siblings gut you alive."
He smirked.
"I don't need to show you how eager they are."
The red woman gulped. She cursed fate and everything that had led her here instead of another.
But too late for regrets. So instead she forced out a strained smile and answered.
"I am not speaking in riddles. It is the truest definition I can give of my master. He is what he is. There's nothing else I can say."
Noah didn't threaten her this time. He could feel the truth in her words.
"Then why does he want to kill me? How does he even know about me?"
He already knew the answer, but he wanted confirmation.
"He wants you dead because you are dangerous. You've obtained a power that makes him wary. He knows of you since that incident of—"
Her last words were cut off. Silenced, once again.
The siblings were getting used to it. But this time, the Records gave their reason.
{He will sense it. Say any more, and he will be aware.}
They fell silent immediately. None dared to speak further of Ruin.
But that didn't mean they forgot. No, not at all.
'I will need more. More power. More influence. More everything.'
The game had leveled up, and so must he.
Meaning...
Noah turned his head toward the red woman. He gave her a charming smile.
"What's your name, darling?"
What a fickle man.
—End of Chapter 339—
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HAREM STEALER: REBORN WITH THE GOD-TIER SHARING SYSTEMC340: Virgo
Chapter 340: Chapter 340: Virgo
Chapter 340 – Virgo
The red woman was called Virginia. A pretty, celestial, holy name for a woman who was, in truth, all red.
Noah couldn't look at such a face and utter "Virginia." It didn't make any sense to him. So instead, he chose a nickname.
He cut her name short and called her Virgo.
Weirdly, she seemed to like it. She even let out a small, unconscious smile when she heard it — a smile she immediately wiped from her face.
Days passed since that moment.
Aurelia and Asaemon had both chosen to be on their own for a time, deciding first to calm the murderous thoughts they held against Virgo.
The cat on Noah's shoulder acted like the boss of the realm. Everywhere he walked, the other animals made way. Some even approached him to curry favor.
That arrogant bastard told them to fight amongst themselves and that he would only choose the best.
He lied.
He only chose the females and went on his way. No one dared to touch him, for he was the cat that sat on the shoulder of the Creator.
His descendants would surely be considered nobility.
Now Noah was alone with Virgo, beside a meadow of red flowers where a stream flowed seamlessly through the field.
The sky above was clear, cloudless, the white sun striking them softly.
Virgo sat on the flower-carpeted ground, just beside the stream, her feet dipped in the water.
The water was so clear the fluttering grass beneath it could be seen.
It was peaceful, beautiful, relaxing — so much that she closed her eyes, drinking in the sight this space offered.
But inwardly, guilt gnawed at her. She admonished herself, whispering that she was in enemy territory.
She shouldn't be here. She shouldn't find comfort here.
This was a trap.
And yet those rebellious thoughts dulled the moment she turned her eyes to glance at Noah.
Out of imagination.
That was the only phrase that came to her mind as she saw him standing tall, hands clasped at his chest, his long silver hair fluttering in the wind as he gazed at the stream as if beholding something beyond it.
The white sun fell softly on his immaculate face, making him look even more like a being that shouldn't exist in reality.
Everything about him screamed power. Screamed confidence. Screamed recklessness. Screamed cruelty. But also arrogance beyond measure.
That was his nature. And with his level of power, Noah could not change who he was.
Virgo couldn't care less about that in this moment. What concerned her more was how her will to resist dissolved every time she looked at him, like frost under burning sunlight.
'Is this because I was abandoned? Is that why I search for comfort, for something to cling to?'
But wouldn't it be irony itself if she sought comfort from the very man who had left her abandoned by all?
How would the universe see her?
As a contemptible woman with no worth.
Reminding herself of that truth, she succeeded in clutching the little pride she still had and turned her gaze away from Noah, staring at the stream instead. There was nothing else to do anyway.
Noah had noticed her gaze, and he smiled.
"How long do you think you can resist me?" Noah asked, his voice disgustingly insufferable.
If she could, she would have sewn his lips shut with the threads of reality itself.
But she was afraid even that wouldn't be enough. This man was just that abnormal.
She sighed, trying to steady her emotions, then parted her lips.
"You resist something that tempts you," she said, glaring at him. "You do not tempt me."
Noah's smile widened in amusement. He approached and sat beside her. Virgo shrank subtly.
"There is hardly anything in this universe I cannot tempt, darling." he told her, voice steeped in confidence.
"But if you're so sure... why not test it?"
Virgo turned her head toward him despite herself, interest flickering unwillingly.
'And his voice... ah... why is everything about him so beautiful? Except for his disgusting character, of course.'
Noticing he had her attention, Noah continued.
He pointed with a slender finger — slender, yet powerful enough to crush worlds — toward the pristine water flowing in the stream.
Bad feelings fluttered inside Virgo, wings of dread.
She forced a strained smile and tilted her head. "What?" she asked, pretending not to understand.
But she knew. And she prayed she misunderstood.
But no gods answer the prayers of the forsaken.
"Let's swim, darling." he said with a smile.
"You claim I don't tempt you. Fine. Then I just need proof. Let's strip down to our underwear and plunge into this beautiful water."
At his words, he stood and began undressing.
He wore a white shirt and baggy white pants. Slowly, he removed the shirt, revealing sculpted abs, each line impossible in its perfection.
Virgo's head spun. Blood rushed through her body in torrents.
She was excited, too excited. Her eyes fixed on him, waiting, craving for him to pull off the pants and reveal the dragon coiled beneath.
He didn't.
He smirked knowingly, then slowly put his shirt back on and sat beside her as if nothing had happened.
Then, casually, "It's a beautiful day, isn't it?" he exclaimed, as though he had never seen better.
Virgo was still reeling. Mechanically, she turned her head toward him and blurted a question before she could stop herself...
"Aren't we going to swim?"
Instant regret. It made her sound desperate.
But she was desperate. He had given her a taste, and now she craved the full feast. If not, she would be haunted forever by the thought of what she had been denied.
Noah only shrugged. "It was just to see if I tempted you. But in the process, I decided to believe your words. So no need to act like a stripper."
"But..." Virgo faltered.
Anything she said would brand her a horny fool. So she stayed silent, forcing her mind to forget what she had just seen.
A laughable attempt.
Noah smiled.
"We'll soon continue our journey. I would have chosen your role for you, but I'll let you decide."
"You have no one anymore. Nothing in your name. If I were you, I'd think of a way to create new things."
"Don't waste the chance I've unconsciously given you."
He paused, then looked at her with sudden seriousness.
"Many would love the opportunity to restart at zero, unknown to all."
"So do me proud, darling. Don't waste it."
—End of Chapter 340—
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HAREM STEALER: REBORN WITH THE GOD-TIER SHARING SYSTEMC341: Turbulent thoughts
Chapter 341: Chapter 341: Turbulent thoughts
Chapter 341 – Turbulent thoughts
Virgo remained alone in that meadow after, Noah's words echoing in her head like a cursed parrot that had learned a new phrase and would never shut its bloody mouth.
She was lost—utterly lost—her mind clouded by insecurities and fears she hadn't even known she carried until now.
Guess being alone does wonders to your mind.
'Sigh... what am I supposed to do now?' she thought, her feet swaying back and forth in the clear stream, raising small ripples that spread like fragile waves across the water.
Noah had told her to think about her role. But what role was he even speaking of?
The role she would play in this so-called "new" life where everything had abandoned her? Or the role she would play among this strange family of siblings heading into the unknown?
Virgo felt it was both.
She just needed to decide who she would be, from this moment onward, in relation to Noah.
Enemy. Or ally.
If she chose enemy, then she might as well kiss her dear life goodbye, because it would be over the instant she tried.
She wasn't foolish enough to believe Noah would pity her because of his dazzling smiles or the "darling"s that rolled from his lips.
He was a monster. A smiling monster who could charm you while tearing your heart out and devouring it in front of you.
Sometimes, Virgo wondered if Noah could even love. From what she'd seen, it seemed impossible for someone with such towering self-esteem, such boundless arrogance, to love anyone but himself.
And yet Virgo didn't know that...
He was a paradox.
Yes, he loved himself shamelessly. But he also loved his wives with a ferocity that surpassed what most could imagine. He loved his siblings too, even now, as they sulked in their solitude, locked away in their rooms.
Noah was watching them even now. His hands twitched, aching to go to them, aching to speak to them and gave them his endless epithets to make them stronger, aching to pull them back into their playful nature.
But he didn't. He held back. He knew rushing to them now would only wound them deeper. So he sat still, the arrogant cat perched on his lap, waiting for them to gather their minds.
So the thing about Noah was simple...
Yes, Noah was cruel.
But if he cared about you, he was also loving, gentle, protective, unbearably human despite being something far beyond any man.
And so Virgo asked herself the question again..
If enemy was not an option, then ally was the only path left.
'What kind of ally?'
An ally was someone useful. Someone who could give something back. If she was to survive at Noah's side, she needed to provide value — something to his life, to his path, to this family. Whatever.
At that thought, unwanted memories of their recent encounter flashed in her mind with Noah peeling off his shirt, the sight of that impossible body etched into her soul, an image she knew she would carry until the day she died.
Her cheeks burned, though it hardly mattered when her skin was already red by nature. Still, she was almost grateful for that cursed skin in this moment.
'But no... I cannot go that way. If I do, I will be no different from a whore who sells her body for survival.'
Not that there was shame in that path if there was good reason. But her pride would not allow it...not yet.
She was no child. She knew what Noah had done. He had tempted her. He had stirred something in her that had slept untouched for years. He had awoken her hunger.
And she knew that if she spent too long alone with him, she would eventually collapse. Noah carried that kind of gravity, that kind of irresistible, insufferable energy.
He was a bastard. A loving bastard. A bastard who could destroy you while holding you close.
'I have never seen a man like him...'
Her resolve began to crystallize. She would not crawl to him and spread herself like a desperate fool. She even suspected Noah wouldn't accept her if she did.
First, she would learn to discard who she had been. She was forsaken now. She had nothing, no name, no one left to claim her. She had to accept that bitter truth and move forward.
Then, she would show her usefulness. And she already knew where to start.
She was not of this universe. She carried knowledge of another: its powers, its structures, its rulers. She could share that, leverage that, perhaps even guide him there someday.
And if, after all of this — after proving she was more than a warm body, more than a woman for the bed or the house or the children — if after all this she still stood at his side...
...then, and only then, would she allow herself to fall into the temptation known as Noah Vaelgrim.
That was her last stance.
That was her meager pride speaking.
That was her rebellion.
"Urgh...!" Virgo jolted as something brushed against her feet in the water.
She looked down and saw a strange fish circling her toes.
It was red, the same shade as her skin, with golden eyes so bright they seemed to illuminate the stream itself. Small, delicate, its body sleek with a single trailing tail, its head petite and strangely endearing.
And etched into its scales were letters —mystical, flowing, runic enough to impress even her.
Virgo was immediately drawn to it. And the fish seemed to love her in turn, its gaze warm, as though comforted by their shared color.
An unconscious smile crept across her lips.
"Why are you here, little one? Are you hungry?" she asked softly, her voice gentler than she expected.
The fish circled her legs, mouth opening and closing eagerly.
Yes. Hungry.
Virgo chuckled at its cuteness, then glanced around for food, only to realize she had no idea what such a creature would eat.
So she asked.
The response stunned her.
"My... my teeth?" Virgo repeated in disbelief.
The fish nodded eagerly, its golden eyes gleaming, its tiny mouth stretching in anticipation.
Virgo groaned. 'Urghhh... how could I disappoint something this cute?'
Reluctantly, she reached into her mouth, pulled out two of her lower teeth, and offered them. It didn't hurt, but it felt bizarre.
The fish devoured them greedily, bliss painted across its tiny face.
Virgo laughed aloud, watching it, her stress momentarily forgotten, her spinning thoughts silenced as she focused only on this little creature.
Seconds later, the fish fixed its golden gaze back on her, eyes wide, demanding more.
Virgo's smile twitched.
And so began a strange night where Virgo fed a ravenous fish.
But by the end, she had something she hadn't realized she needed.
A companion.
A friend.
Or maybe just a strange creature that lusted after her teeth.
She laughed anyway.
—End of Chapter 341—
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HAREM STEALER: REBORN WITH THE GOD-TIER SHARING SYSTEMC342: Towards Earth
Chapter 342: Chapter 342: Towards Earth
Chapter 342 – Towards Earth
Now Virgo asked herself how she could take away this new friend of hers to accompany her.
She would have loved to always stay in that place, but it was impossible. All the things that existed here were nothing more than created things, illusions born to make the realm feel livelier.
It was not the first time she had seen created beings and environments. But this much life in them? This much emotion and individuality? And with such ease?
Virgo couldn't believe all of this was the result of Noah simply tapping his feet on the void to create a place to interrogate her.
'Creation power at this level... I heard only The Merchant could do this back in our universe. And now that I think about it, doesn't that Merchant sound just as ridiculous as Noah?'
Inevitably, she couldn't help but compare the two beings. Both out of the norm, but in utterly different ways.
Shaking her head, Virgo focused on the fish and asked if it could take a human shape or even walk on earth.
The response disappointed her. The fish couldn't.
But she was determined, ready to ask Noah for this favor. Yet before her thoughts transformed into actions...
"You can have her." A voice rumbled through the paradisiacal space. Virgo's brows furrowed.
"Were you watching all this time? And how do you know I was going to ask you?" She still kept her rebellious tone sharp.
A chuckle boomed around her.
"I didn't watch, darling. I'm not that bored to watch you feeding your teeth to a fish. Do you know that?" Noah's voice was mocking.
Virgo's face twisted into a snarl, but Noah pressed on, giving her no chance to reply.
"I am the ruler of this place. I know everything even when I don't care to know. And this little fish just prayed to me to give her the ability to stay by your side."
"So here you go, darling."
His voice vanished instantly. In the water, the fish glowed with blinding red light. Its body shifted, its scaled form stretching, reshaping, sprouting limbs — human limbs.
Virgo watched with rapt attention, childishly eager to see this new being who would remain with her from now on.
The light faded. Standing on the carpet of grass was a petite little girl with a body red as blood and eyes golden like the blazing sun.
Her red hair hung long, moss-like strands bound with ocean pearls that clacked faintly whenever she moved. Her ears were long and fish-like, and at her neck a pair of gills opened and closed with every breath.
She was naked.
"Madam!" she chirped, smiling widely at Virgo before running up and wrapping her tiny arms around her leg.
She was so small, she barely reached Virgo's knees.
The sight was almost comical.
Virgo stood speechless. Awkwardly, she reached down and caressed her red hair. It was strange, yet soft to the touch.
She smiled faintly.
"Call me big sister."
The young girl froze, then nodded furiously, beaming with joy. "Yes! Yes! Big sister!"
Her voice was so excited she couldn't stop hopping around like a rabbit.
"From now on, your name is Virgo II."
Virgo's sense of naming was truly trash.
But Virgo II was happy to have a name.
So,
Everything was fine, she supposed.
What a cute, strange fish.
...
Time passed. Hard to tell how many days, or even weeks. Noah's realm distorted such things.
But now their little group was ready to continue their journey.
Aurelia and Asaemon were calm again, back to their usual selves — Asaemon unserious, unsettling, a constant thorn.
He was bullying Virgo Jr for no damn reason. The poor girl hid behind Virgo, seeking safety, not knowing her big sister was just as chained by the youngest sibling of this irresponsible man.
"Why are you bullying her?" Aurelia asked with open scorn.
"Because I can." Asaemon answered immediately.
"Big sister!" Virgo II cried, clinging tighter.
Virgo ignored her. She wanted peace.
"We will soon arrive at our destination. Another week at high speed should be enough." Noah's voice cut through the moment, pulling everyone's attention.
The cat still perched on his shoulder glared at Virgo II with predatory eyes. He clearly saw her as a rival for his sovereignty over all creatures in this realm.
Noah continued, fixing his gaze on Virgo.
"What do you wish to do now?" he asked.
Aurelia and Asaemon both turned toward her, their gazes heavy. There was no anger, but neither was there acceptance.
They would rather have her gone than walking among them.
But Virgo's resolve didn't falter.
"I will come with you. I don't know where you're going, but I can be of help. I know of another universe. My perspective may be useful."
Her words hung in silence. Then Noah smiled, turning to his siblings.
"What will we do? You can decide."
Virgo's eyes widened in shock.
She hadn't expected him to hand the choice to them. Stress twisted her gut.
Meanwhile, Aurelia and Asaemon were secretly pleased. At once, they no longer cared if Virgo came or not.
The youngest had given them choice. He had respected them, valued them, reminded them that their opinions still mattered. That was all they wanted to know.
Even if Noah was the leader, he had not forgotten them.
Aurelia spoke first, voice soft. "It's fine. She can come along."
She had the tact to read Noah's mind game, and the wisdom to play along.
Noah gave her a faint smile.
Asaemon, on the other hand, looked Virgo up and down, then shook his head as if disgusted.
"Nope. This one's going back to where she came from." He waved his hand like shooing a fly.
Silence fell.
Noah's lips twitched.
Aurelia palmed her face.
Virgo's heart skipped a beat.
Virgo II glared at the cat on Noah's shoulder, catching his challenging eyes.
Then,
"Damn you, Asaemon. She's bloody coming!"
"Then why ask?"
"You have no manners."
"Man, I just gave my decision the way you wanted. Why's everyone looking at me like I'm at fault? Liberty of speech, don't you all know that here?"
"Shut up, Asaemon." Noah and Aurelia said in unison.
The beastly brother muttered bitterly about the difficulty of being the middle child.
And so, they departed.
Towards Earth.
—End of Chapter 342—
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HAREM STEALER: REBORN WITH THE GOD-TIER SHARING SYSTEMC343: Talk under a Tree
Chapter 343: Chapter 343: Talk under a Tree
Chapter 343 – Talk under a Tree
"Neron is dead, O Great Mother."
A deep voice, laced with gravity, spoke. The man had the trademark golden hair and green eyes of the Worldborn.
He wore a luxurious celestial robe laced with living green leaves that twitched faintly, too alive to be mere decoration.
He lowered his head as he spoke to the stunning being before him.
This was the Orator of the Worldborn — the one who carried tidings of elves, of Worldborn matters, of universal news to the Progenitor herself.
To Luelle Worldborn.
The woman sat calmly beneath a colossal green tree, its leaves so vast they seemed to cradle entire universes within their veins.
Yet even before such a cosmic tree, one's eyes strayed inevitably to Luelle. Her beauty was suffocating.
Her body resembled polished, perfected wood, supple yet radiant, glowing faintly with soft green light. Veins of luminous sap coursed across her skin, as water threads down stone in an endless stream.
Her eyes were an eternal swirl of leaves, a cornucopia in motion, chaotic yet strangely harmonious.
At the Orator's words, Luelle paused briefly in her sewing — for she was calmly sewing clothes — then resumed as if nothing had happened.
"Who killed my child?" Luelle asked, her voice soft as melting snow, yet heavy, crushing, as though she spoke within a chamber of unbearable gravity.
"Unfortunately, Great Mother, we were not able to track down the culprit of this sacrilegious action." The Orator's voice shook with barely restrained fury at the audacity of the act.
"The Realm of Thorns was completely destroyed. Nothing was left behind." He fell silent.
"Whoever did this stood high enough in term of status to know I can feel the death of my children," Luelle said, her tone steady.
If Neron's death had struck her ancient heart, not a flicker of it showed outwardly.
"They must also have means to veil my senses this completely, this thoroughly," she continued, her words patient, as if speaking to a child.
"That is what we suspect too, Great Mother," the Orator said with a firm nod. "Given the power required, it must be one of the great factions who hold grudges against us."
"Who do you think they are?"
"The High Humans," he answered. "They remain furious at Young Master Orien for his slaughter of their lower worlds. They crave revenge."
"And the Divine Beasts, Great Mother."
"The Beasts I expected," she replied coldly. "That feud belongs to me and their whelp of progenitor. But the High Humans?" She raised her gaze, fixing it upon the Orator.
"Since when have they grown so bold?"
Her glance suffocated him. His chest tightened as though crushed by mountains.
"W-We do not know, Great Mother," he stammered. "It is speculation. But given Young Master Orien's dealings with them, I felt it prudent to include them."
Luelle waved her hand dismissively, as if brushing aside a buzzing insect.
"Those lanky humans lack the courage. They are like their Progenitor, a coward who survived by cowardice alone."
Her tone deepened, sharpened.
"But If I were you...I would consider the abominations. Especially now, with a third who prowls, daring and wild."
The Orator's eyes widened. He had nearly forgotten. But even so...
"Why would they kill Neron, Great Mother? They would gain nothing. In fact, they would lose more."
"Why wouldn't they?"
Her voice was chilling in its simplicity.
"My baby Orien never needed a reason to erase entire worlds."
"You did not need a reason to kill a lowly servant," she continued. Her eyes flared with green fire, silence dropping across the paradisiacal realm like a bomb waiting to detonate.
"And I... I can erase entire legacies, entire factions...without needing a reason."
Her gaze bore into him.
"Do you know why, my lovely child?"
His answer came instantly, instinctively.
"Strength is the most spoken language of the universe, Great Mother. We do all this because we can... because we know no repercussions will come."
Luelle nodded faintly, lips curving into an approving smile.
"Yes. It does not matter whether your strength was granted, earned, or stolen. What matters is bending the lesser to their knees. That is what we do."
Her voice sharpened again, like venom in silk.
"My child Neron met something stronger, and so he perished. But..."
Her eyes turned murderous.
"Every rule has exceptions. And my children are exceptions. None may touch them. Whoever does will be killed."
Her voice grew glacial.
"Find me the abominations. All of them. If I do not receive news within five years, I will act myself. And if I am disappointed..."
She left the threat unspoken and returned to her sewing, her hands calm as rivers, her words lingering like thunder.
The Orator's mind raced wildly, panic thrumming like poisoned drums in his chest.
To disappoint the Great Mother was to invite obliteration.
His eyes hardened like tempered steel. He bowed deeply, his voice merciless, iron-willed.
"We will find them, Great Mother. No matter the cost."
...
Void.
That was all the group saw as they traveled toward Earth.
The void was strange — but this void, devoid of mana, was something altogether alien.
Excluding Noah, none of them could fathom how this place still stood, how it had not collapsed into nothingness. Odd metallic structures drifted here and there, unrecognizable, relics of something older than time.
Noah had an idea, though even to him it sounded far-fetched.
The others wrestled with one question, primordial and terrifying:
Was not mana life? That was what they had been taught.
So how could existence persist here, where mana was absent?
As if fate demanded it, Virgo seized this moment of shared wonder to prove her worth. She spoke of void realms in her own universe, barren of mana, yet whispered to hide impossible truths.
She told of one such place, claimed long ago by the enigmatic Merchant — a world he guarded jealously, said to contain the relic of the first civilization, perhaps even the origin of all universes.
Noah and his siblings listened intently, their curiosity sharpened.
Their senses tingled. Their blood boiled.
Something was coming. Something vast, inevitable, fascinating.
They simply did not know when, where, or how.
Until...
Just minutes before reaching Earth, reality itself tore open before them, parting like a curtain. A portal of swirling white light erupted, filled with dreadful enlightenment.
Noah's senses screamed first, frantic and wild, followed by the others.
But it was too late.
The white light swallowed them whole, erasing their presence in an instant.
Only Noah's frustrated voice lingered, echoing faintly into the silence.
"Ah Providence...did you see this coming?"
A pause echoed through the void then...
[Of course, Noah.]
A resounding chuckle boomed out.
Then the portal vanished as if it had never existed. Earth spun on in peace, ignorant, untouched by the brush of vengeful titans.
Well... for now.
Noah wasn't that petty. He wasn't that heartless either.
...Right?
—End of Chapter 343—
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Chapter 344: Chapter 344: Confusion
Chapter 344 – Confusion
"How could a sea split itself into two to pave a way for a man with no power?"
A feminine mechanical voice boomed through the white sterile oval-shaped room as Noah and Virgo regained consciousness.
They looked around, trying to get a hold of where they were, but what they saw slowed their minds significantly.
They were in a small white room with no doors or windows to speak of. The walls, the floor, and the ceiling were all painted white in a way that was almost painful to look at.
But not only that — as he pressed his hand on the floor to get up, Noah felt a difference in texture he hadn't expected.
The floor felt like alloy, transformed in a way he had never thought possible back on Earth. Metallic lines ran across the walls, trailing downward like liquid light.
It glowed with a translucent shine.
On the ceiling, in each of the four corners, Noah saw something resembling loudspeakers, entirely white like the room itself. Mechanical insects flew lazily through the air, some crawling on the walls and ceiling, their eyes fixed on them with unnerving precision.
He felt watched. Not the kind his wives would do, the one that spoke volumes about their degeneracy... but the kind when you feel like a rat under the gaze of a mad scientist who had long turned off his emotions.
It was eerie, to be honest.
Virgo pushed herself upright, her eyes clouded with confusion.
"Where are we?" she asked.
Noah didn't respond immediately. His mind was trying to comprehend what he was seeing.
Providence had already warned him about an event he could not escape, an event he needed to go through if he was serious about his dream of Perfection.
But he was already starting to regret it, because he could feel his power suppressed dramatically. He barely had the strength of a Supreme rank being now.
He cursed silently.
He parted his lips to respond to Virgo but—
"How could a sea split itself into two to pave a way for a man with no power?"
The mechanical voice echoed again from everywhere at once.
"What?" Noah blurted instinctively.
"Incorrect. First attempt failed."
Noah went quiet, realization dawning.
He needed to answer the question. But Noah never liked to act without understanding the reason for it.
And he certainly didn't like following orders.
Virgo's eyes darted to the strange mechanical forms surrounding them. She swore she saw electricity coursing through their metallic limbs, their gaze locked onto her and Noah with an eerie intensity.
A sick feeling crawled through her.
She instinctively moved closer to Noah, pressing against his side. Only then did they notice they weren't wearing their usual clothes, but full white blouses that reached only to their knees — thin garments that revealed far too much of their bodies.
She would have normally been happy to feast her eyes on Noah's thick legs, but the place killed any such thoughts.
They looked like mentally deranged patients put in quarantine.
Even though, Virgo didn't know that concept.
"How could a sea split itself into two to pave a way for a man with no power?"
Again, the robotic voice reverberated.
Noah didn't respond. Neither did Virgo.
'Aurelia and Asaemon aren't here. I assume they're in another room like this, probably going through the same trial.'
His jaw tightened. 'Will they be okay?'
'Providence...' he thought, not even bothering to shape the words properly.
Providence understood.
[It is dangerous and not dangerous at the same time. You simply need to answer the questions. You need this, Noah. You need this to understand.]
Noah clicked his tongue in irritation.
"Action of irritation noticed. Participants unable to control basic emotions. Noah, -1 points."
His name?
His eyes widened. He almost cursed aloud, but instead he shut them tight.
'Another thing to torture on my list,' he muttered inwardly, eyes like frosted steel, before the voice repeated once more:
"How could a sea split itself into two to pave a way for a man with no power?"
Again.
This time, Noah thought carefully about the possible response. He didn't want to speak, and whatever the system was, it seemed to register his hesitation and provided an answer.
"Consultation between participants is allowed."
The voice announced coldly.
Noah glanced at Virgo and forced a strained smile.
"Any idea?" he asked.
Virgo shook her head, clearly indicating she had none.
She had never been in this kind of place, and she was still disoriented.
For a moment, Noah wished that Aurelia was with him instead of this red-skinned woman.
At least his sister was knowledgeable in many things.
But that would practically doom his brother Asaemon. That man's head contained nothing except ideas to cause problems.
'Whoever split us certainly has an idea of who we are, or at least our essence.'
Things were getting strange, but first...
Noah focused on the question.
"How could a sea split itself into two to pave a way for a man with no power?"
The cold feminine voice repeated.
Thoughts churned like a raging storm.
A sea could be split in many ways before a man with no power. If he used physical explanations, it could be done with the aid of a massive force pushing away the water and keeping it from rushing back.
It could be storm winds blowing continuously, or simply earthquakes.
That was a viable answer. But strangely, Noah didn't like it.
Something in him resisted, and instead he opened his mouth to say something most people back on Earth would have called bullshit. But now, with the height of power he stood at, and the kind of law he wielded, he knew...
"By belief," he responded.
There was a long sterile silence. Then:
"Argue your response." The mechanical voice echoed once again.
Instantly, the scrutiny of the mechanical insects increased.
And only then did Noah sense something else. The moment he uttered his response, he started to feel a little bit better. As if he was regaining energy — or rather...
He lowered his gaze to his right hand. On his palm, a small whirring device was embedded into his very flesh.
The device pulsed with subtle electrical activity, blinking with a soft green light.
'My power... my power is being absorbed.' The realization hit him like a speeding truck.
He almost staggered in shock.
'How did I not notice that? Is this why I feel weak?'
Now things were making sense, but also becoming more harrowing.
If Noah hadn't taken this place seriously before, now he did.
Because whatever could strip him of his clothes and implant such a device into his body without him noticing... was something far beyond his expectations.
And worse, he didn't know what else might have been implanted that he hadn't discovered yet.
"Argue your answer," the voice repeated.
Noah shook his head and looked at Virgo. The woman had just noticed the device too — she cried out in horror.
"Unable to control basic emotion. Virgo, -1 point."
She slapped her hands over her mouth, terrified to let out another sound.
Noah breathed in and out, steadying himself.
"Belief. It could only be belief that allowed a man with no power to stand before the sea expecting it to part."
"It could only be the belief in something higher than himself. Something... out of order, out of the normal. Something beyond the simple understanding of a man."
"Like Fate. Like Destiny. Or like someone who embodies all of that — a God."
He paused, then finished:
"He simply believed. And the world had no choice but to bend and make his belief reality."
Again, silence.
Virgo, still trembling, almost forgot to breathe. Then...
"Response acknowledged."
"Noah Vaelgrim, +15 points."
"Virginia Ti Raneth, +0 points."
Virgo bit her lip at the voice. She didn't know how this thing knew her full name, but she sensed that if she continued like this... she might face something ghastly.
'I have been useless. I have to gather myself!' she rebuked herself.
Suddenly,
In the far right corner of the oval room, the floor flipped like a switch. A bed began to rise, oval-shaped, white, forged from sublime alloy, and fixed to the ground with heavy vices.
The floor beneath Noah parted, and a metallic hand with multiple electrical wires, shaped like a human's, emerged, holding a switch.
The metallic hand pressed the device into Noah's palm, then retreated into the floor.
He blinked, still confused, but the voice cut through before he could gather his thoughts:
"First reward: Sit. Use the switch. Watch the end of Pharaoh."
—End of Chapter 344—
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Chapter 345: Chapter 345: Lesson learned
Chapter 345 – Lesson learned
Noah and Virgo didn't know how they had found themselves on the silky bed, pressed together, their almost naked bodies touching in uneasy closeness.
A white sheet was wrapped lazily around them, and above, the ceiling split open, parting in silence as something descended — not the small mechanical arms they had seen before, but far larger, longer, like the massive hand of some giant — and in its grasp, absurdly enough, it carried popcorn and sodas.
Noah was flabbergasted.
The eerie suspicion gnawing at him since the moment they first fell into the void began to consolidate into something sharper, something that felt dangerously close to truth.
This place was tied to Earth. He didn't know how such a thing was possible, but everything he saw confirmed it — things common to Earth, yes, yet here twisted, refined, built at a level far beyond anything Earth had ever achieved.
As if...
"No talking will be allowed." The feminine robotic voice cut through his thoughts like a frosted blade.
Noah lifted his head, eyes narrowing toward the space in front of him, just as it rippled and wavered like heat haze before flickering into sharp focus.
A colossal square panel appeared, glowing with unnatural clarity — a video projector.
At its arrival, the sterile oval room was bathed in new light, transforming into the uncanny likeness of a cinema hall.
Noah almost laughed at the absurdity. He was here, like a child being scolded and ordered around by some presence he could neither see nor fully grasp.
It was laughable.
He was not afraid. Now that the fog of confusion had lifted, his mind moved differently, sharper, clearer.
His life was safeguarded by the Records, and as long as he lived, none of his siblings — nor Virgo — would be touched.
Do not forget, Providence had already warned him of this incident. He did not know what trial or spectacle awaited, but he had prepared enough to ensure that if things turned south, this entire place would be reduced to ashes and rubble.
He glanced down at the device embedded into his flesh. For an instant, the corner of his mouth threatened to curve into a smirk, but he forced his face to remain neutral, his emotions flat, his thoughts calm.
Perhaps this construct could read his feelings, perhaps even his mind. Better, then, to betray nothing.
'Providence has never lied to me. There is something to learn here... so let's learn, then burn this place to the ground. And besides...'
His gaze drifted toward Virgo. She had steadied herself, her earlier panic cooled, her instincts telling her to focus, to be useful.
'...it's the perfect opportunity to bridge the gap.' The thought carried the edge of a smirk.
Now he considered the possibility of playing along with whoever was behind this, at least for a while.
He reached out, his large warm hand enveloping Virgo's smaller one. She shivered at the sudden touch, but she did not pull away.
Instead, her fingers tightened, clinging to him, searching for comfort.
Understandable. Virgo knew nothing of this world, compared to Noah. She stood here blind, thrown into something alien and vast, and do not forget...
...fear of the unknown was, after all, the oldest fear of them all.
The holographic screen flickered, and the images began to play.
Gigantic stone pyramids rose like mountains carved by men, each block so massive it could have been a house on its own. People in brown skin, dressed in strange garments of short-kilt like and tight fitting linen dress walked about, their lives etched in colors and sounds that felt both foreign and hauntingly familiar.
Then the ruler appeared, the one the feminine voice had named Pharaoh. He was a sight to behold. His fingers, ankles and wrist were covered in golden jewelry coupled with a crown magnificent.
And as Noah's eyes locked on the figure, the first thought that surged unbidden through him was...
'How arrogant,' Noah mused, tossing a handful of popcorn into his mouth.
It was the only thing that stuck with him as he watched the life of this so-called king, the way he carried himself, the way he treated his people.
The man slaughtered every newborn boy in fear of a prophecy, yet allowed one into his palace because of his wife's pleading — and that very boy was the one who sealed his downfall.
Of course, the story was far more layered than that, more complex, but Noah focused only on the essence.
It was fate.
It was laughable. To kill countless children in an attempt to defy the inevitable, only to nurture the very one destined to rise against you. To claim divinity, to pretend to be immortal and untouchable, only to drown like any other man — swallowed by the same sea that had parted in silence to let another walk free.
By the end of the vision, the projector faded, its glow retreating as the room returned to its sterile white stillness.
Noah turned his head, only to see Virgo with her cheeks puffed out, mouth stuffed full of popcorn, desperately trying to devour all of it before it vanished.
Good choice.
Because seconds later, both popcorn and sodas were gone.
Virgo froze, her expression shifting into visible embarrassment. She gulped down what she could, bits of popcorn still stuck to the corner of her lips. She licked them hurriedly and whispered,
"It... it was too good."
Noah simply smiled.
It seemed the silence had lifted — they could finally speak.
They both shifted their attention back to their surroundings, bracing for whatever came next.
"What did you learn?" the mechanical voice asked.
Neither was surprised by the question. They glanced at each other, then Virgo spoke first, her voice steady, confident.
"Arrogance is the downfall of all great men."
Noah followed, his tone measured.
"There is always something — someone — greater than you. Cruelty to others doesn't make you immortal. And..."
He smiled, a quiet, sharp smile.
"...Fate is absolute."
That was the lesson. That was the truth he chose to take.
And as the words left his mouth, Noah began to see why Providence had sent him here in the first place.
This place was no mere test — it was a gallery of ancient myths and histories, recounting events that had already unfolded, showcasing the rise and fall of men and women across ages. Some had achieved greatness, some had erred, some had been broken by their flaws, but all had left something behind.
His role was not to mock them or dismiss them. It was to watch. To listen. To absorb. To learn.
Because, as a wise man once said, anything you are striving for has already been attempted by those before you.
Rather than waste your life stumbling blindly, learn from their paths, take their lessons, and carve your own.
Noah smiled again.
Yes, he was liking this place more and more. And beyond that, all these mechanical contraptions stirred a strange nostalgia inside him, a reminder of Earth that he could not ignore.
And even if he lost everything here, even if he was stripped bare, he still had an entire world within himself. He would reduce this place to nothing but ash and ruin with his wives and people if things got to that point.
And Providence was with him.
But for now...
'Let's take the first real step toward Perfection...'
His goal was no longer vague. Its edges were sharpening before his eyes. All he needed was the vision, the resolve, to see clearly.
"Answers acknowledged."
The voice came again, flat and mechanical, but this time its words carved straight into his soul.
"I have replaced your blood. I have replaced your flesh. I have replaced every cell, every chain of DNA that once defined you. What now remains... is it still you?"
And thus, the question struck Noah.
—End of Chapter 345—
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Chapter 346: Chapter 346: Shameless
Chapter 346 – Shameless
While Noah was going through a series of bizarre and particular events, inside him Laeh didn't stop rotating and moving. Life went on. People continued their days as if the world hadn't shifted.
Selene and Sophie sat together, face to face with Lea inside the meeting room of White Castle.
Lea looked around in subtle awe. The White Castle was a sight to behold — intricately designed like the ancient castles of Rome, spires rising from its walls and stretching high into the heavens.
The floor was shrouded by a carpet woven from the fur of every beast Noah had gathered within his world. Soft to the touch, dazzling to the eyes, it was blank white with the shapes of beasts painted upon it — some small, some adorable, some terrifying, and others too alien and bizarre to describe.
Noah's beasts were exotic, unmatched.
The table where Selene and Sophie sat was wide, ringed with throne-like chairs, each carved differently, each radiating its own strange aura of power.
Above them floated a massive chandelier shaped like a heart of some blasphemous being, suspended like a jellyfish in the air, its glow spilling warmth across the room.
It was an exact copy of Noah's own heart, every vein and curve sculpted with impossible precision, and on its surface the faces and names of his wives were inscribed.
The wives adored it.
"Who are you?" Sophie asked from her red lightning throne, arcs of crimson lightning flickering ceaselessly around her as she stared at Lea with impassive eyes.
Selene remained silent, though her cold aura alone made Lea shiver, even while Sophie's gaze burned her skin as if it might blister.
Neither of the two stood at Law Creator rank as Lea did. But Noah had suppressed Lea's power before sending her here, and so she could not hide her weakness, could not mask the trembling of her skin.
"Are you going to answer, or do I need to strike you with lightning first?" Sophie repeated, irritation cutting through her voice.
Lea steadied herself and shook her head.
"I am Lea Thorn," she said.
Silence.
Selene tilted her head. "I think you misunderstood my lovely sister's question. What we want to know is: who are you to Noah?"
She leaned forward, resting her chin on folded arms.
"Are you his wife? His maid? His friend? Or even..."
A chilling smile spread across her lips, sharp and cold as frozen steel.
"...or are you his slave?"
Lea's body tensed, but her face remained calm. She had endured too much, lived too long to be cowed by these two, even with her power bound. The only one she feared now was that smiling bastard who had broken her and made her...
"...I am his," she said simply.
Sophie and Selene tilted their heads, speaking in unison.
"What?"
Lea drew a breath, forcing herself not to drown in the memory of choking her husband on his own blood, forcing herself instead to sink into Noah's cruel, poisonous warmth.
"I am Master Noah's possession. I am whatever he wants me to be. His wife, if he chooses. His concubine, his friend, even his slave."
Her yellow-grey eyes glimmered with brilliance, almost hypnotic.
She was lying to herself, hacking her own mind into submission, because she had to.
She needed something, anything, to fill the abyss inside her and drown the self-loathing that threatened to pull her under. And she found it in Noah. The one who broke her.
"My whole being belongs to him," she finished, her voice resolute.
Yes, she wanted to forget. And the only way to forget was to obsess. To give every thought, every beat of her heart, to him. She chuckled bitterly inside.
'How cruel and evil you are, Noah. But it's fine. Devour me. Take everything, as you already took the one who meant everything to me.'
Sophie and Selene were silent for a moment before they both chuckled.
"Our dear husband grows crueler and crueler," Sophie said.
Selene's lips curved. "And how do you find him like that?"
"Completely attractive, mother-in-law. I want him to go even further."
"Agreed. Just imagining what he did to this poor girl makes me ache to see him again."
Sophie smirked. "See him for what?"
Selene mirrored the smirk.
"To be fucked senseless."
"Mind you, you're his mother."
"And I am proud of it. That's why his dick is perfect for my—!"
"Selene, please, show some decency to the newcomer."
"Oh, I'm too excited. I think I'm getting wet."
Sophie shook her head with a smile. "I'm already drenched."
The two locked eyes for a heartbeat, then burst into laughter.
"We are truly degenerate. We can't say a word about Lilith and Dominique."
"It's their fault!"
They laughed louder, uncaring, while Lea sat stiff, her face blank and her eyes wide.
'What is this?'
Were these two women really speaking so openly of being fucked and wet?
'And the blue-eyed one is his mother? And he fucks her?'
She wanted to scream at their shamelessness, but the memory of her own depravity stopped her.
She remembered Noah and his siblings walking in on her chamber when her legs spread wide, fingers inside her, her husband chained below like a dog, forced to watch her pleasure herself and cum on his face.
That had been their routine.
Neron had begged for her golden showers and her cum, and she had given them out of love, only to eventually grow addicted to the domination herself.
Now, listening to them, another thought crept in.
How would it feel with Noah?
"Is he...is he good?" The words slipped from her lips before she realized, and she clamped her hand over her mouth, horrified.
Sophie and Selene froze, then smiled in unison.
"Why do you ask?" Sophie teased.
"You won't have him inside you," Selene added coldly.
Lea flared instantly, as if struck.
"Why? I am his. He can claim me!" she snapped, suddenly desperate at the thought of Noah not wanting her after she completely accepted to be his possession.
Selene chuckled.
"The world you live in is his. The people within it are his. Everything under heaven and earth belongs to him." She shrugged.
"That doesn't mean he fucks all of it, does it? And besides, my baby didn't seem to want you. If he did, he wouldn't have sent you here."
Sophie nodded. "Yes. I know Noah. He always keeps a woman close, lets her drown in him, lets her obsession grow until it consumes her, and only then does he claim her. But you? You don't seem to interest him. I wonder...what did you do? Were you a whore?"
"No. Lilith and Christelle were whores. He still fucked them."
"Don't say it like that, Sophie. You make my baby sound..." Selene trailed off, but Sophie understood.
She smirked. "I would love him even if he were the greatest gigolo. I'd still let him inside me."
Selene laughed. "We all would."
Their lips curled upward in unison as their attention returned to Lea, who stood lost, adrift in their words.
"But even he has limits. Tell us, what did you do?" Selene asked.
Lea faltered, confused, but then recalled and spoke haltingly.
"I...I was married to a Worldborn?"
The lighthearted air shattered instantly.
Selene and Sophie's faces froze, their eyes narrowing, their killing intent descending like a storm.
Their combined voices rolled through the room, cold as blizzards, sharp as thunder.
"You said who?"
—End of Chapter 346—
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Chapter 347: Chapter 347: Existence
Chapter 347 – Existence
"I have replaced your blood. I have replaced your flesh. I have replaced every cell, every chain of DNA that once defined you. What now remains... is it still you?"
Noah stayed silent. Not only him. Even Virgo had no words, because the question forced them to reflect on something they were intimately familiar with, yet had never dared to probe too deeply.
The concept of existence itself. The concept of self.
Who are you?
What makes you... you?
What separates you from the billions, trillions, or even quintillions of lives scattered across the universe?
Was it bloodline? The body? Cells and flesh?
Noah and Virgo had never truly considered it. So they paused in order to think, to search for the answers.
'Will I still be myself if my DNA is rewritten? Will I still be Noah if the Elysiari bloodline I forged within me is erased?'
Noah's thoughts spun violently, circling in every direction as his mind strained for an answer.
He recalled all he knew about existence that encompassed his blood, his soul, the countless connections binding him to his wives, friends, and followers.
His soul was unique, powerful beyond measure. Even if his bloodline was stripped away, as long as his soul endured, he would remain himself... wouldn't he?
He wondered, but dissatisfaction gnawed at him. His refined perception, thanks to his providence abilities, couldn't accept that answer. It was lacking too much.
Because in a universe where souls could be twisted, stolen, toyed with, the soul alone could not be the answer.
Neither body. Neither bloodline. Neither cells.
All of these could be reshaped. Hell, Noah himself was able to twist all of these concepts with terrifying ease.
So if all these could all be altered, did that mean he ceased to be himself the moment reshaped his whole body to be an Elysiari?
Noah shook his head sharply. No. It was not that. Something was missing.
He was thinking wrongly.
'Let's start simple. Let's start by accepting who I am. I am Noah Vae—!'
The thought cut off abruptly. His eyes widened as clarity struck like lightning.
Noah Vaelgrim.
That was who he was. That was his name.
It didn't matter if his bloodline shattered. It didn't matter if his soul broke into shards and was swept into the river of death. It didn't matter if his body was torn into mangled ruin.
Even if his appearance was remade, his essence remained. Because he was Noah Vaelgrim.
His wives didn't love his power. They loved Noah. His mother, his friends — all who stood by him did so not for his blood or flesh but because he was Noah Vaelgrim.
Laeh bent to his will not because of his lineage, but because he was Noah Vaelgrim.
That was the answer.
Name.
A name was a beautiful yet dreadful thing. It could bestow purpose, gift undeserved glory, or curse you with a burden you never chose.
And if a name could shape so much...
Then what of a true name? The name that defined existence itself?
Its weight would be even greater.
Noah's thoughts snapped together like puzzle pieces falling into place. The answer was already clear within him.
"You seem to have found it too," Virgo said, her eyes catching the sudden brightness in his.
Her lips curved with a subtle smile. She was happy, because to understand what makes us us reshaped the way one viewed existence.
To know who you are... is to take the first steady step toward knowing who you wish to become, and where you want to go.
That knowledge decides who you allow into your life, because who you surround yourself with shapes you in turn.
Let's not lie. Spend your days among cheaters, and even if you are not one, you soon will be. Influence is nasty like that, it coils like a serpent around your throat, tightening slow until escape is impossible.
And in that instant Virgo too understood herself more deeply. She knew who she was and who she wanted at her side.
Her gaze brightened, blood-red eyes fixed on Noah. Her thoughts burned: 'I abandoned my dreams once. But why should I? They are me. They are what I aspire to be. I cannot cast them aside.'
Before, she lacked the chance. But now, standing close to someone like Noah whose power was so wrongfully strong, perhaps... just perhaps, she could dream again.
Yes. She could.
Her smile widened, hope flickering deep inside her blood-red eyes. For now though, she decided to wait and observe.
She didn't want to make the same mistake as last time.
Noah looked at her calmly and finally spoke. "Yes. I understood something."
He smiled faintly.
"You want to answer first? Go on. I'm a gentleman." He stepped back, sweeping his arm in a mocking gesture of politeness.
Virgo shook her head. "Let's say it at the same time. I don't want you to lose points."
"Points whose use we don't even know."
"Aren't you Mister I Know Everything under Heaven and Earth?"
"Did I ever say that? Don't slander me, woman."
"You didn't. But you act like it."
"Oh? Now—!"
"I have replaced your blood. I have replaced your flesh. I have replaced every cell, every chain of DNA that once defined you. What now remains... is it still you?"
The robotic feminine voice thundered again through the white void, silencing their quarrel.
They exchanged a glance and nodded, deciding to answer together. If the voice didn't understand, that was its problem, not theirs.
They drew in breath, and spoke.
"Yes, I am still me, because my dreams are not stored in my blood, nor body, nor DNA. Dreams and goals are what make us us. What makes us unique among sea of people."
At the same time...
"My answer is name. Name is identity. Sometimes it comes with meaning, burden, or gifts. Sometimes it begins as nothing. But in the end, its meaning is carved by our actions. And a name requires no blood, no body, no DNA."
Silence.
Noah and Virgo looked at each other, surprised. They had expected the other to share their understanding. But their answers diverged.
One said dreams, other names.
So which was right?
The robotic voice cut short their wondering.
"Answers acknowledged."
"Noah Vaelgrim, +15 points."
"Virginia Ti Raneth, +15 points."
—End of Chapter 347—
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Chapter 348: Chapter 348: Darling
Chapter 348 – Darling
Noah and Virgo looked at each other, eyes flickering with mild surprise as they realized they'd both earned the same number of points.
But only for a moment.
Understanding dawned between them like a silent chord.
The concept of existence... couldn't possibly mean the same thing to everyone. Hell, even something as simple as ice might carry a thousand meanings for a thousand minds. So what of existence, something infinitely more unique, more sacred?
If Noah's interpretation of existence was tied to Name, and by extension True Name, then Virgo's was woven into something else entirely...
Dreams.
Noah took a moment to shift his thoughts, to imagine the world through her eyes, to see what could possibly lead her to such an understanding.
He couldn't be certain.
But he had an inkling.
He glanced at Virgo, who was also looking back at him with that soft smile playing in her crimson eyes.
"Name, huh? You're such a fancy man, Mr. I-Know-Everything," she said dryly, and Noah smirked.
"And dreams? Seriously? How old are you even? You look like you could be my great great ancestor." He teased.
The room fell cold.
Virgo was staring at him as though he'd committed some unforgivable cosmic blasphemy. Her red eyes no longer smiled. They didn't move. They didn't blink. They just stared like frozen coals behind a bloody mask.
Then she smiled, slow and empty.
"Didn't you know it's extremely rude to ask a woman her age?" she said sweetly, but the undertone was razor-sharp. She was genuinely upset.
Because Noah's words were true. And that's what made it cut.
"Really?" Noah lifted a brow, lips curving upward. "I thought that was just a thing from my tiny, backwards world."
"It's universal. No, multiversal," she corrected flatly.
"Oh? And who decided that?"
"Everyone."
"Who's everyone? I don't remember voting on that, did I?"
"It's a tacit agreement. One that all respectable people understand and respect."
"Of course..." Noah said with a shrug, earning himself a glare from her side of the room.
He smiled wider, ready to dive deeper into his taunt when...
"You have succeeded in answering two questions. You may now use the points you've earned."
The mechanical voice cut through their banter like a blade through silk.
Both of them straightened. The strange white clothes they still wore made them look like prisoners in an empty white void, but now the words of the mechanical voice were all they could think of.
"The points may be used to purchase anything and everything available within the store. They may also be exchanged for answers to any question."
Now that got their attention.
They had been wondering what the points were for. Now, they knew.
Noah tilted his head slightly, strands of his untied hair falling like silver silk across his cheek, lending him a strangely mystical air despite the simplicity of his white robe.
He parted his lips, his voice came calm and curious...
"What kind of questions can you answer?"
He half-expected silence.
Instead...
"Anything."
Noah paused. Even Virgo blinked, her red brows arching in visible disbelief.
"...Anything?" they both echoed at once, voices colored by suspicion.
But the mechanical voice didn't elaborate.
Didn't reassure.
Didn't explain.
Their frustration flared, swelling inside like an overfilled balloon.
Noah hated this kind of situation. No control. That wasn't his nature. There was a reason he had become the bearer of Providence.
He needed control.
He thrived in control.
And while this game, this little interlude, was amusing... it was also beginning to itch beneath his skin.
Still... his system-wife had told him this was good for him.
And when had Providence ever lied to him?
Never.
She made him who he was after all. She had his heart, his soul, his life...if she asked for it.
[So am I your favorite?]
'My love, don't do this to me.' he thought, chuckling internally before turning toward Virgo with a dazzling, snake-oil charlatan's grin he had never offered anyone else.
"Darling... you heard what the voice said, right?"
Virgo visibly shivered at the smile. "Yes?" she replied hesitantly, tempted to say no just to protect herself.
"How about we test the theory?"
Immediately, her expression darkened. She understood what he meant.
"No," she said flatly.
Noah had expected that. He grinned wider. "Why not?"
"I don't want to waste my points," she snapped back.
"Who said it's a waste?" he countered, stepping closer. "That thing said it can answer any question. Don't tell me you have nothing you want to know?"
"So what are you losing? You ask. You get your answer."
He smiled again. It was disarming and confident.
Virgo went quiet.
There was logic in his words, and it annoyed her.
"...Why don't you ask first?" she said finally. "You just want to use me as your test subject."
'Aren't you a damned genius, darling? How did you know?' he thought, but swallowed the words, replacing them with his most trustworthy-looking expression.
"Who knows? Maybe there's a bonus for whoever asks the first question?"
"Stop wasting time and just ask. You're not losing anything."
Virgo stared at him, longer than he liked, then finally relented.
"...Fine."
She turned away from him, breathing deep. Her thoughts twisted and tangled, cycling endlessly before narrowing into a single, sharp question.
Not the most important. But one that mattered.
"Is my natural talent enough for me to surpass Law Creator rank?" she asked.
Noah tilted his head, quietly attentive.
The mechanical voice responded immediately:
"It will cost 2 points. Proceed?"
Virgo nodded. "Yes."
"You do not have the natural talent for it."
Simple. Brutal. Final.
Virgo didn't flinch. Not really.
She had suspected as much. She knew how many years it took her just to reach the level she was at. She had never been someone blessed with divine talent. She had clawed her way up, inch by inch.
'What did I expect? That I'd hear something different?'
'It's because of that lack of talent that Lord Ruin chose me for this mission. Because in the grand scheme... I'm expendable. I'm replaceable. There's nothing unique about me.'
These thoughts weren't new.
But this time... she didn't flinch from them. She looked them in the eye and accepted. Since the beginning, she had always been... nothing.
A stretch to say that, after all reaching Law Creator was a miracle to most.
But that's the thing, isn't it?
Rare are the beings who are truly grateful for what they have. The more they possess, the more they desire. And the more they desire, the more they're willing to sacrifice anything to reach further. It's a vicious, gluttonous cycle.
Virgo exhaled slowly...wistful, but not defeated.
She wasn't done.
"Can I find a way to increase my talent here?" she asked.
She just wanted a yes or no.
"Yes," the mechanical voice replied.
"-2 points."
She grinned and didn't care about the cost.
Her eyes gleaming with renewed purpose, she turned toward Noah, ready to gloat, only to find him staring at something else.
At the void. As if he could see something she couldn't.
She frowned. "...What are you looking at?"
Noah didn't respond.
He was trying very, very hard not to let a devilish grin twist across his lips. Because what he was seeing—what he was now focused on—was the store.
The one the mechanical voice had mentioned.
And oh, sweet stars above...
Noah couldn't suppress the grin anymore.
"You naughty little thing..." he whispered. "I didn't know you were like this."
He laughed softly to himself.
"I think I will forgive you."
He murmured finally, eyes locked on the store...on the 'toys' he had just discovered.
Virgo tilted her head.
"You—!"
"Shut up, darling. Let me admire this cutie I'm about to use to make you cry."
Virgo blinked.
"...What?"
—End of Chapter 348—
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HAREM STEALER: REBORN WITH THE GOD-TIER SHARING SYSTEMC349: A Kiss
Chapter 349: Chapter 349: A Kiss
Chapter 349 – A Kiss
Virgo looked at Noah as if he were a fool.
And honestly, she couldn't be blamed—because Noah was indeed smiling and grinning like one, all while holding a pair of controllers.
Yes. You heard that right.
Noah had actually found, in a store, something called PS10. He was skeptical at first, wondering if this thing was truly the PlayStation he had always dreamed about back on Earth but never managed to obtain... simply because he was broke.
And because he was more interested in saving money to buy a ring for a woman who would dump him on the very day he planned to propose.
Thinking about it now, Noah wanted to laugh at his own stupidity. Stupidity that led him to now sit in a white oval room, wearing white patient clothes that reached his knees, with a stunning red-skinned girl beside him—her dress barely hiding her sinful curves—while holding a PlayStation controller no console on Earth had ever seen.
Yes. If that's what he got by being stupid, he wouldn't mind being stupid all over again.
But that was for later. For now, he was far more interested in something else entirely.
He smiled faintly as he finally turned his head to look at Virgo.
"You want to play?" he asked.
He didn't hesitate for a second to use his time for this game. It looked childish—and it was. His inner child was acting up.
Virgo tilted her head in confusion.
"Play what?"
She didn't quite understand any of this.
She was as confused as a child walking into the adult world for the first time.
Noah took his time explaining the mechanics of the PlayStation, and how they could play multiple games at once.
Finding something she had never experienced, Virgo naturally became curious, wanting to try.
Noah chose, in that case, a boxing game.
Assuming it would be easier for Virgo to understand this type of game.
And indeed, she did. With her level of intelligence, she managed to grasp everything and even began to enjoy it... a little too much.
She became confident, and even went as far as challenging her own master in this game.
"Do you dare to play against me?" she taunted, eyes glinting with confidence.
"Are you truly challenging me? The one who taught you everything you know?" Noah retorted, surprised by her audacity.
"Disciple surpassing master is a famous trope." She shrugged.
Noah fell silent for a moment, then smiled devilishly.
"Fine. But I don't play without something at stake, darling. So what do you think about a wager?"
"On what?" she asked.
"Simple, really. We play, as you wanted, and whoever wins has the right to demand anything from the other. Anything. And there's no saying no." Noah's voice was calm, direct. Almost sincere.
It sounded like a genuine suggestion to pass the time, especially since the mechanical voice had already told them they had more than enough time before the next question.
Still, by now, Virgo had begun to understand Noah.
She knew he wouldn't do anything without a specific reason behind it.
"What will you ask if I win?" she asked. She didn't expect a real answer only more of his teasing. But instead...
"I'll ask you to kiss me."
She stiffened.
Her eyes widened as she looked at Noah, unable to form a response. Somehow, his directness left her utterly speechless.
"W-What?" she stammered.
Once again, she thanked the stars that her skin was red otherwise she would've been blushing like a mad tomato.
Noah simply leaned forward, his face an inch from hers. He didn't care if anyone was watching.
He had long grown used to the affectionate, but still disturbing, gaze of The Records watching him at every moment.
He was immune now.
"I want to kiss you," he repeated, his voice a whisper like a primordial sin.
"You don't want that?"
Virgo bit her lip, trying to calm the storm of emotions raging inside her. She was feeling too much, too fast and she didn't want to mess this up.
But of course..
"Answer me," Noah insisted, gently lifting her chin with one finger, locking her gaze onto his.
A voice like temptation itself. A hand, soft but firm, holding her still as if demanding to be the only thing she ever looked at again.
Her heart quivered without shame beneath all these stimuli. She wanted to pull away.
But more than that, she didn't want to.
So without thinking too much...
"I want to," she confessed.
She wanted it, not because she loved Noah or anything. She simply found him dangerously appealing. A man of high stature. A man she couldn't resist.
A man... she wouldn't mind spending her life kissing and doing not-so-Catholic things with.
Noah knew. But that was obviously not enough for him. Only those who love him will he allow to see him naked, to meet the dragon coiling between his legs.
For now though, he'd be content with a kiss.
So he smiled and focused back on his PlayStation. Virgo took a moment to gather herself, but eventually she did and found herself smiling while playing, seemingly... genuinely happy.
And to top it all off, she was quite strong in the game.
But she lost.
"How can I lose? I was winning!" she said indignantly, turning to Noah, only to find him smiling mischievously.
"You cheated!" she snarled.
"Did you see me cheat?"
"No. But I know you did!"
"That's not how it works, I'm afraid, darling." Noah chuckled. "You can't accuse me of something without proof."
Once again, Virgo was defeated.
And the most irritating part of it all was...
...she wasn't truly angry about it.
She was secretly looking forward to what Noah would do. And that made her despise herself, for not being angry the way she was supposed to be.
Her lips pressed into a thin, sharp line...only to part slightly as she felt a soft pair of lips press against hers. Her eyes widened in shock, only to flutter closed as bliss shivered through her body.
Noah's kiss was like nectar. A forbidden nectar not meant to be tasted, but impossible to resist.
Their tongues met playfully at first, not fully engaged. But temptation quickly took over.
They began to swirl, twist, and exchange breath and saliva with no end, the wet slurping sounds echoing in the white oval room.
It was supposed to be a simple kiss.
But neither Noah nor Virgo seemed very eager to stop. So they continued.
Their hands moved to touch each other's bodies sensually, Virgo holding tight his neck while Noah her waist...until a very familiar chime echoed inside Noah's head:
[Virgo's feelings for you have reached 40%.]
Ah...
I missed this feeling.
—End of Chapter 349—
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