Harem Stealer: Reborn with the God-Tier Sharing System - Chapter 438

Capítulo 438: Chapter 438: Forced Birth

Chapter 438 – Forced Birth

Noah continued his rigorous hunt. And in some strange manner, the more he absorbed the power of his fellow sperm, the more he began to have an instinctive knowledge of the place he was in.

The Primeval Sea. Or rather, the Primeval Womb.

That was the place he found himself trapped in, about to be shredded from his self by Gaia.

He began to realize that this place was far more than what he initially thought. This was not only a place where beings were transformed and created anew, with their sense of self rooted away.

This was also the place where universes were born, where worlds formed, where stars began to give their first glimmer of light.

Noah was in the very Origin of everything.

Awe began to wrap around him in a way he never would have believed. He began to wonder how it was possible for him to be in such a place.

It was so profanely sacred.

Noah doubted he would remain sane if he continued to look at this place, trying to understand it.

There were things in existence not meant for one to grasp, let alone comprehend.

And at that time, Noah knew he would suffer more than he would gain.

Gaia was the Mother. She was the Unsullied. Mother of mankind, of demons, of angels, of every kind of being or construct.

She was the beginning and the end. Life and death. Evil and good. Heaven and Hell.

Everything from the Perfected Reality came from her womb. She was above creation, above anything Noah could ever fathom.

He would go mad if he tried to peer into her. Already, the simple fact that he was inside such a place was shattering his wisp of a mind.

It didn’t matter if Noah succeeded in holding on to his self. There was a limit to how much he could bear.

But he gritted his nonexistent teeth and continued.

He shut his brain and forgot about understanding. Instead, he focused all the accumulated power he was devouring into creating the egg.

He placed the egg in the middle of the Primeval Womb, on a patch of flesh — or something along the line — that Noah couldn’t name.

As the egg was linked to him, Noah could still transfer anything to it.

That egg would be the base of his system.

The power he was accumulating was not of the same type, nor the same strength.

Some gave him the power of the elements, others the power of creation. Others gave him fragments of the seeds of universes, others the foundations of worlds.

The powers were related to physical strength, to bloodline, to concepts like beginning and end, and everything inimaginable.

Noah was in ecstasy. Yet he couldn’t afford to bask in all of this.

He transferred everything to the egg, making it grow steadily, yet exponentially. The egg was now six feet tall, blood-red, with golden inscriptions on it.

The language was unknown. Even to Noah.

Suddenly, he shivered, snapping his strange head forward. The looming door was close. Very close.

And now Noah knew what it was.

The door was the gateway toward a place named Integration and Direction.

It was where the next future of the swallowed or dead beings would be integrated into another construct before their destination — their new life — could begin.

Meaning, a being could be fused with a world and become the will of that world. Or even a universe. Or even an inherent human fusion with something non-human.

Then a new race would be born.

The combinations were infinite. And all was decided by Gaia in her infinite wisdom. This was also where Noah would be transformed into a flower by Gaia.

The past Progenitor of Elysiari knew it.

He knew that once he set foot there, all would be damned. But he was no longer panicking.

He already had a way out of this mess, with the knowledge of his place. It was something the Will Eternal would hardly believe, thinking that Noah’s self had already been sent to oblivion.

Yet Noah knew it wouldn’t be forever. His reckless action of absorbing and creating an egg would soon be felt by her.

He needed to be fast. He needed to be daring.

So Noah did exactly that.

Time passed.

At that point, the egg was standing at sixteen feet, enormous, with an intense aura radiating from it. The nature of the aura was diverse and deep, holding inside it the very origin of creation but also of end.

Just like the Primeval Sea around it.

But if there was one thing Noah couldn’t absorb, it was the abundance of Mercy coating the whole space.

It was so gory and strange, yet Noah somehow found it logical.

He began to understand more of the nature of Gaia. But he consciously stopped himself from going further.

He was soon done.

Everything was ready except one thing. The purpose of this egg.

It was meant to be a system, yes. But Noah needed to give it that distinction, and also decide the type of system it would be.

It needed a name. For a name gave identity and meaning.

Noah’s thoughts churned. Already, he could feel the danger approaching.

Gaia would soon know.

His thoughts raced to find the type of system he wanted. At the same time, he made the egg sink deep into the Primeval Sea, so that the multiple energies it was made of could bathe the egg.

Outside, Gaia suddenly paused, beginning to sense something uncharacteristically wrong within her.

The cradle of the womb was no more, going back inside her.

Her frown deepened, before her eyes widened in sickening realization.

“What?” She exclaimed in pure shock, then immediately began to act.

Returning to Noah, the man began to feel a presence descending on him. The Primeval Sea shuddered.

Noah was already at the tip of the egg, a name already etched on his tongue, waiting to be unleashed.

He had used the power of name, origin, voice, beginning, meaning, direction, faith, power… all of it, he coalesced together around his tongue.

Then he took away the name of Providence he had given to Providence, his wife. And by snatching it back, he took her very existence with it.

Next, he wrapped her name around the name of his newly created system.

Then he parted his lips, and the words rumbled through the Primeval Womb like roar of a dragon.

“Primordial Ruler System.”

And Gaia shrieked,

“BRANDON!!!!!!!!!!”

Noah grinned as he watched the egg disintegrate into molten light and fly toward him, entering inside of him.

Meanwhile, he was already swimming with all his strength toward one direction. There, hidden under dozens of barriers, a small hole rested.

Gaia was descending from the sky like a falling meteor. Yet, so shocked by the current situation, she was left frozen.

Her immortal mind had never seen such an event before, and to a being that was never taken advantage of… this hit harder than anything.

But that was a pitiful mistake on her part.

Because Noah had already arrived in front of the cave-like door he wanted.

Gaia only noticed it now, and she shivered in horror.

Before she could even react, Noah entered inside swiftly.

Instantly, Gaia was forcefully returned to her original body, her expression twisting into one of pain and fury.

Her legs were spread wide.

She was giving birth.

She was giving birth to Noah.

“BRANDOOOOON!!!!!”

She boomed with anger, yet seconds later she whimpered, as the head of Noah erupted from her private place.

—End of Chapter 438—