Harem Stealer: Reborn with the God-Tier Sharing System - Chapter 498: Always

Chapter 498: Chapter 498: Always

Chapter 498 – Always

The whole Primus Principality was now revived by a simple blowing of dust from Noah. It sounded abnormal, but one needed to remember the new status of Noah himself.

If he wished, there would no longer be a Spirit World for the Primus Universe itself. But he was no fool to cripple himself in such a manner.

His new position gave him a kind of power none in the waking Universe would ever dare to comprehend. He was the first to obtain the absolute rule of a Principality without having the Origin Will breathing down his neck.

If The Records were still able to record his path, the whole reality would have shaken for that impossible achievement.

Fortunately — or maybe not — it was no longer the case.

After the rebirth of the Primus Universe, Harusu didn’t even want to stay one more second. She wished to immediately disappear, wanting to have nothing to do with Noah ever again.

Not only because he was bothersome, but also because the man had this uncanny ability to touch the very spots she longed to feel.

The wish to be pampered, to be seen, to be whispered gentle and romantic words to.

Being alone for so long, with no one daring to bother her, Harusu had eons upon eons of time to dream about such a loving thing.

And wasn’t it what they said?

Love, affection and the urge to be seen and appreciated were the most primal desires a being could ever have.

Everyone needed to tell and understand their own stories by living them fully. And stories without these aspects would be tasteless and bland.

But no matter how much she wanted all of those, Noah was untrustworthy in her eyes. And Harusu decided to be alone rather than choose a man who already had more than 20 wives.

’I knew it! A liar! A manipulator! A lustful man!’ Harusu thought at last before disappearing completely, throwing one last hard glare at Noah.

Noah couldn’t read her thoughts, but her face was enough to guess what she felt.

He turned to look at Diatah beside him, the two of them standing high in the sky of the Principality, looking at the souls going on with their lives as if nothing happened.

Ignorance, truly, was a bliss for most.

“I am truly not untrustworthy.” He defended himself, tilting his head, “Why would she think that?”

“You like to flirt with everyone like a man-whore.” Taraji shrugged, “Of course, she would think that.”

“I am starting to believe you are just jealous. And that’s my own character. You see? I am not constantly telling that you are a rude, arrogant woman who should know her place, right?”

He bared his teeth into a grin, “But that’s your character. So I accept it. You should learn to do the same, sweetheart.”

“Why would I bother?”

“Because it’s a relationship. I am accepting who you are, and trying to love you the way you want, not the way I feel like doing it.”

“Then you have already fallen for me?” She sneered, “Aren’t you too easy?”

“Well, sweetheart, not exactly. I do not fall in love.”

Taraji arched an eyebrow. Noah followed gently,

“Falling in love means it’s something accidental; something that happens unconsciously without my own consent.”

He shook his head, “And that’s not how I function, darling. I choose, always, to love someone. Consciously, purposefully, by my own will. And right now, I am choosing the same path. Just… it’s not possible without your cooperation.”

He shrugged next, “You should try it.”

Taraji tilted her head, staring at him deeply, then turned her head away wordlessly.

She decided to remain silent, for it was better for her than to admit that she didn’t even know what love truly meant.

In her family, they don’t marry for love. They marry to preserve the bloodline, their standing in the Expanse, and increase power.

Love, for them, was as foreign and incomprehensible as purity and shyness were to the succubus of Lust.

So she didn’t know how she wanted to be loved, neither how she could act loving.

And she didn’t wish to bother herself with those feelings either.

’I have a goal to achieve. I need not love. The Desdomona need only power and standing.’

To add, love was a sickness of the heart. A sickness that could cause her downfall.

Thus, Diatah Taraji Desdomona rejected love. Just like how her family had always done.

Noah knew not the full picture, but his eyes and his new Subclass ’Primordial Husband’ helped him greatly in guessing the feelings of his wife.

He sighed faintly, deciding to be patient.

Next he cracked his neck, exhaling through his nose, “Let’s do it, Providence.”

He smiled,

“Let’s step into the Duke of Cloud rank!”

<As you wish, Husband.>

A crimson-gold light erupted from Noah’s body, the transformation beginning.

Now beside the ring obtained during the Lord of Harmony stage, Noah obtained a crimson-gold earring on his left ear.

Another State appeared, being the State of Cloud, which gave him the ability to spread his own existence like drifting clouds through his subordinates.

Another Authority was thus born.

The Second Authority: Bestow.

Soon enough, the transformation ended, and Noah was finally at Primordial level.

With that newfound power, he finally entered the Tree of Ashes hidden realm.

…

High above the realm of Ashes, or according to Providence, the Library of Records, the sky parted away like unveiled veils, showing Noah and Diatah descending down.

Immediately, the women, sitting on The Tree of Ashes with faces edged by a tinge of worry, snapped their heads upward.

Alice was the first to shout and the first to slam her body into Noah.

“NOAH!” She bellowed, her head meeting his chest.

Noah smiled fondly, caressing the head of Alice lovingly. His power had tremendously increased, but nothing of it could be clearly seen.

It could only be faintly perceived.

Maryam, Light, Love and Shadow and Idalia — the last two chained completely — were the only ones feeling the full burn of his power thanks to their habit of being close to Primordial level, and their eyes went wide.

However, that shock turned into dread when their eyes settled on Diatah looking down on all of them with frowned eyes.

Clearly, the Desdomona’s offspring disliked what she was seeing.

However, all of that didn’t register inside Noah’s mind. Seeing all his wives surrounding him with such love and affection and support, he could no longer control himself.

From their death in the Waking Universe until now, so many things happened, especially for him.

He didn’t have time to truly take care of his wives, and show them the love and affection they deserved.

But not anymore.

He finally achieved Primordial level, and obtained the full authority of the Spirit World of their Universe.

With his blessing, time was meaningless — he could stop it inside his own realm with no problem.

So with all of that in mind, he gently grabbed the hand of Emmy and plastered her body into his, his eyes and voice hungry,

“I am sorry for neglecting all of you.” He said, looking at all of them, then smiled, “How about I redeem myself, my dear ladies?”

The invitation in his voice was glaring. And without even being ordered to, Providence separated the Realm of Ashes into two.

One for Noah and his wives, the other for the prisoners and those who had no business witnessing the nakedness of his wives.

Next, Providence herself appeared in her physical form, smiling sheepishly,

“I will not accept to be excluded from what’s about to come.”

They giggled, and Dominique slammed her lips into Noah’s before Emmy even got the time.

Justicia acted next, kissing and hugging Noah with a hunger that was not hers. She looked restless, afraid even, as if seeking his warmth and scent to forget some hurried trauma.

Noah gave her plenty and more.

“Come, my darling.” He whispered to her.

“Am I yours, Noah?” She asked suddenly, voice husky with both lust and hidden fear.

Noah caressed her cheeks gently, “Always.”

He kissed her. And Justicia willingly lost herself inside his warmth.

And so, it finally began.

All while Maryam and Diatah watched from the side.

’Why am I here?’ Diatah asked with hidden dismay.

’Is it an invitation?’ Maryam asked with hidden happiness.

—End of Chapter 498—