Harem Stealer: Reborn with the God-Tier Sharing System

Chapter 263: Laughter



It was truly an amazing, but frightening, scene.

Because all the women were eerily in sync, like they were not multiple persons, but just one being activating a skill.

Their voices echoed throughout the entire shadow realm, clearly, as if reality itself wanted them to be heard… to be seen.

Each of the skills they had just awakened were unique, tailor-made for them.

A skill that would be their signature ability in the outside world—the same way the Sword of Blasphemy would be for Yuki.

There were—

"Ice Age of Eternal Winter," Selene said. Her voice echoed through the whole realm as instantly, all began to freeze—space, time, concepts, ideas, living beings or non-living beings alike.

Everything just froze, trapped in an eternal winter that would remind one of the Ice Age before humanity's evolution.

"The Pit of Eternal Despair," Zara said, her voice making the entire realm start to tremble, to shake, and something that looked like tears appeared in the air itself—space began to rain as if weeping in grief, in despair, as the atmosphere turned heavy, oppressive, like a person—or maybe an entire world—had just died.

"First Word—Let it be Agony," Alice followed, and instantly the realm's state grew worse, cracks began to spread like spiderwebs, the sound of reality breaking echoing all around them.

Each of them muttered their skill, and the effects on the shadow realm were devastating.

They made the realm shake, freeze, weep in despair from emotional trauma, cry out in agony because of a simple spoken word, become lost as its population's fate was stripped away, lose all spiritual control as one goddess claimed every shadow soul as hers, hallucinate under the influence of two dangerous former succubi, feel judged by the universe itself as a cosmic scale appeared in its core, weighing its sins—before being torn apart by a terrifying monster or struck down by its own stars.

The pain was endless and came from countless sources.

And all of it happened at the same time, layered over one another, breaking it from all angles—so much so that the shadow realm…

A realm that had reached the level of a Prime World…

Cried out in pain.

"NOOOOOO!!!"

BOOOOOOOOOMMMMM!!!

The entire realm exploded from the overload of powers, Sari and Noelle using their skills to make sure none of it could be felt outside.

But in their point of view, the realm was both slowly being destroyed and miraculously healing at the same time.

"What a tenacious realm," Sari muttered with a mocking smile.

"It's a Prime World, just one step away from a Divine Realm. It's not that easy to destroy, but…" Noelle began, pausing slightly before smiling,

"I bet this is enough… He can do the rest."

Sari didn't need to ask who she was talking about.

Because there was no other he except him.

"Yes… largely enough," she responded.

And indeed,

It was.

In the domain of Sylphira, or more accurately, what used to be her domain, as now everything had been destroyed by the battle between her and Noah.

Noah stood in the air, his clothes torn apart, his body bleeding in several places, white pristine blood dripping down, making the sight eerie, surreal.

But on his face… a smile crept to his lips as he looked at the notification panel in front of him.

{You have received a title chosen by your wife, Yuki Vaelgrim: The Blasphemer of Reality.}

Noah watched the message with a strange interest, as he heard the cries of his women and the scream of the Will of the Shadow Realm… followed by its destruction.

A cry that made every shadow and even every Original tremble in deep, soul-rattling pain, as if their very parent was screaming, begging for help.

"You… what is this?" a voice asked, and Noah turned his gaze to look at Sylphira.

She was on the ground, her body pierced by five multicolored spears that seemed to hurt more than she could admit.

Her face—no, her entire body was bloodied, deep wounds revealing even her bones.

She was the last one left. All her puppets had been destroyed by Noah, and still… she couldn't believe it.

'What kind of domain and authority are these? How is this even possible?' Sylphira couldn't help but ask but even then, a flicker of hope rose inside her.

'Maybe… maybe he can help us.'

That's what she thought… but that thought was immediately buried deep inside her when she remembered that they were enemies… and remembered the cry of her home.

A deep pain surged inside her, followed by instinctive fury.

"What did you do to our home?" she screamed, struggling, trying to twist her body free from the spears, but…

"It's useless. These spears are the condensation of my domain coupled with authority. You cannot escape," Noah said calmly, before smiling.

"As for what did we do? Well… it seems the girls went a little bit too hard."

Then suddenly,

"HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

A deep, resounding laugh echoed through the broken and slowly healing Shadow Realm.

It was Noah, genuinely laughing. He was amused, happy, and surprised by the sheer destructive power of his wives.

It was maddening to witness how far they had come.

A deep pride bloomed inside his chest as a loving smile danced on his lips.

"Truly, I have the best women ever," Noah said, unable to hold back.

He was lucky to have them…

These women who made his journey to the top not lonely.

These women who made the birth of their family possible.

These women who loved him deeply… and without asking for anything in return.

He raised his head toward the sky, a smile tugging at his lips, a storm of emotions raging inside his heart.

He was grateful beyond words.

He was in love, beyond logic.

He smiled again, then softly raised his hand toward the sky.

The place he stood… was the exact location where the Brothel of the Damned once stood.

And so, he raised his hand and manipulated time—rewinding the flow, not too far back, just enough to find the moment of truth.

Noah didn't rewind time to see the moment Sari was raped.

Because if he did… he feared he would lose control. He feared he would go mad and do the unthinkable.

So instead, he rewound time to the moment where Sari killed Bari.

Space changed and time was bent into his hand. Then the scenery began ri change like a flickering film as Noah rewinded time to the moment Sari killed Bari by eating her heart.

And then,

"Come here, filthy soul," Noah said. His voice was soft but the coldness and the authority behind it made the very reality around him to bend.

Immediately the soul of Bari immediately appeared in his hand.

The soul was disoriented. She looked around, confused.

"Weren't I in the Soul Realm…? Why am I here?" Bari asked, puzzled.

She raised her head and saw the lifeless, white, runic eyes of Noah looking down on her.

She shuddered. Pure fright overtook her. She tried to flee instinctively, but her soul-body was no longer in her control.

Noah smiled emptily.

"I'm going to enjoy torturing you, I swear. But before that…"

He looked deep inside Bari's heart and mind then one by one, began resurrecting her family.

All of her family.

Everyone she had ever loved or cared for.

Bari's eyes widened in horror. Fear gripped her like never before.

Even Sylphira was shaken by what she was seeing.

But Noah didn't care.

"You dared to touch what I care about, huh?"

He smirked.

"I'll do worse to you, you fucking bitch. I'll make sure all your family and loved ones don't even rest in peace," he said, voice dripping with venom.

There was no mercy in him.

And there would be no mercy for anyone who harmed what was his.

Only pure, eternal pain awaited them.

Without another word, Noah folded reality and transported them all into Laeh, ordering Laeh to imprison them.

And now—

Noah smiled as his eyes glowed with a dark gleam.

"I can't fall behind my wives, right?"

"So… it's my turn, isn't it?"

—End of chapter 263—


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