Harem Stealer: Reborn with the God-Tier Sharing System - Chapter 442

Capítulo 442: Chapter 442: Revelations

Chapter 442 – Revelations

Noah was flabbergasted. He stood there, eyes clouded by both shock and disbelief as the words of Maryam echoed inside his mind like a cursed echo.

All around, none dared to speak. No, their mouths were open, but sounds and words seemed to elude them.

The only sound that could be heard was the soft, muffled sob of Selene, who was still looking at Noah, at her son.

She tried to speak, yet her mouth refused to obey her will. Her chest was tightening like a fist, her breath coming out in a low, brutal rasp.

Selene, more than anyone, knew the bitter truth behind Maryam’s words. She could feel her own being, her own soul, stirring and stretching toward Maryam. Like metal attracted to a magnet Maryam was.

The sensation was weird. It was like holding a cluster of sand in a cupped hand, and watching painfully as all the sand slipped down through the cracks of your fingers.

Yet what Selene was feeling was far worse. Her life…her self…her son…her Noah…

…was all of that false? Was she, during all these times, living a life that was already scripted? A life where her only duty was…to guard the son of another?

But no. Noah was her son. Selene refused to believe otherwise. She…she…

“H-How could it be?” Noah blurted out, slowly breaking the hug of Maryam, causing the mother to clench her jaw painfully.

She had waited for this moment for eons. For Noah it might have been only years. But the time difference between the Spirit World and a world like Earth, or even Laeh, was beyond understanding.

One hour on Earth could mean hundreds of years in the Spirit World, and sometimes far higher depending on the seasons.

All these times, she had waited. And she had planned. She had planned, all in order to make her son come back to her, and not into the hands of any other Rulers.

Yet when it happened, her son seemed more worried about a clone of herself than her real self. Indignation blazed in the heart of the Soul Ruler like a fire in a forest. But she suppressed it.

She squinted out a smile, and raised her hand to caress Noah’s left cheek. He allowed her that much.

Her smile deepened.

“It’s the truth.” Maryam whispered, and the others listened with dread and rapt attention.

“When I died, I appeared in this world like any other mortal in this universe.” She began, her eyes hazed as memories flooded into her mind.

“By fate, I have a unique condition called First Soul that made me stronger and more talented than any other soul. I will not bore you with my struggles of power against the hand of another ruler to be free and rule by myself, but I succeeded.”

“But all these times, I was thinking about you, my son.”

Maryam slowly turned and walked around the space, her feet clacking against the ground like glass slamming onto stone. Whenever she passed, fog rolled and coiled around her feet, worshipping their Queen.

Her voice echoed.

“You were mortal. That meant you would be under the control of Solstice, another ruler.” Her voice lowered, cold and heavy. “And you do not know what a being like him would do to souls like you.”

“The Spirit World has its own rules, and many of them are not favorable to you. Mortal souls have no use, and mortals die every single day, every single hour, every single second and millisecond.”

She paused. “And you know how it works. Too many of something, and its value is lost.”

“That’s why you are used to benefit this place instead of allowing you to live another life. You are either used as fuel for another stronger soul, if you are lucky. If not, you are turned into materials to conjure soul coins.”

She raised her index finger upward, and a grey coin appeared, inscribed with the faces of four clouded figures.

“The currency of this place.”

The coin disappeared.

All of them unconsciously sucked in deep breaths, unaware that they had not been breathing.

Noah’s face didn’t change.

Maryam paused, her back facing him. “So you can imagine how fearful I was for you. And I couldn’t — and still cannot — afford to fight Solstice over a soul. The other Soul Rulers would not sit by, and no one would deny the opportunity to put down the one who dared to crown herself Ruler. The one even the Will of the Spirit World did not acknowledge.”

Curses began to dance along the captured and even the Vaelgrim. Their faces slowly drained of color, teeth clacking continuously as if frost flowed through their veins instead of blood.

They were at the hands of a being even the Will of the world did not wish.

Already, the experienced ones could smell trouble brewing, coming at them like a sun clawing back into the sky. Their frowns tightened, fear slithering into their guts, sensing the disgusting stench of it.

“How did you reincarnate me into…Noah?” Noah asked. “How could my mother be a fragment of your soul? How Luminara…”

His voice died down at the end. He had too many questions to ask, yet found himself overwhelmed by all of them.

Maryam turned to face him, her face still smiling.

“A being helped me.” Maryam said, looking deeply into Noah as if searching for something.

Noah instinctively understood, and he found himself suppressing a yelp of surprise.

Barely managing.

“I-It’s you?” He stammered.

Maryam’s lips curled upward. “It’s not me. It’s Him.”

‘Son of Emptiness.’ Noah immediately thought, his eyes hardening unconsciously.

<Noah…> Providence whispered, worried.

“It seems you already know.” Maryam continued, craning her neck to the side. “How? No. Not now. But yes, it’s Him. He came to me one day and proposed this idea as a way to help me. He said you are chosen one. And your path would one day lead you here, and that finally we would be reunited.”

She smiled.

“That was what made me accept his deal. He then created the Gift and put it into your way, and made sure you obtained it.”

“At that time, Luminara was killed and came to my dominion, and I found a perfect opportunity.”

“Why Luminara?” Noah asked.

Maryam raised an eyebrow. “You still don’t know?” She exclaimed, briefly glancing at Luminara before continuing.

“Luminara, my baby Brandon, is the left eye of the Progenitor of Divine Beasts.”

Silence smacked the breath out of everyone. It was as silent as death, and as harrowing as the sight of it.

But it didn’t last long.

“I knew it!” Laka, the Bloodline Sage, bellowed, pointing his trembling finger at Luminara. “I knew you were the one! The Eye that gained consciousness! Lumi, The Frost of Consciousness, The Eyeborn!”

“IT’S YOU!”

Neko glanced at her mother, color draining from her face. Not only her, all of them were the same.

Luelle was wide-eyed, wondering what was going on.

Selene stared at her companion, pain more than fear cloaking her face. Pain of being lied to. Pain of realizing everything between them was fake.

Even their history together.

She swallowed back a sob of sadness and lowered her head.

Noah did not fare better. He was staring at Luminara in absolute dismay.

“Yes,” Maryam continued smoothly, “I chose her because her link with a progenitor would make the resurrection easier.”

She paused, letting them digest. Time too short. She rolled out the next words.

“I gave her a part of my soul. Then I chose a random soul inside my dominion and used it as the sacrificial soul of the vessel Noah. Luminara’s duty was to use a small part of her flesh and create the bodies of Selene and Noah. Next, to inject my soul into Selene and the other soul into her belly, for her to give birth at the appropriate time.”

“But…” Selene began, “I-I don’t remember—!”

“Of course you don’t.” Maryam cut her words. “He manipulated the entire history and timeline of the world, Laeh. Even your memories, and anyone inside it. Even that little celestial girl and that pitiful demon. All of them. Next, He wrote the beginning of history into something called a novel and…”

She stopped there, finding no need to say anything more.

She had said everything that needed to be said. And all those revelations in one swoop left them dazed, unable to even close their mouths.

Noah realized with chilling clarity that everything in his life was planned. Even his coming into the Spirit World, it was something the Son of Emptiness knew or planned.

Meaning, he knew Noah would sacrifice all his existence to win.

But then…

‘Does it mean he knows my meeting with Gaia?’ Noah asked himself, but somehow, he doubted it.

He instinctively knew it, and Gaia didn’t seem worried about him.

He sighed, feeling the past system inside him like a ticking bomb he would need to deal with.

But all of that was for later, because now there were other things he needed to worry about. And the first thing…

Noah turned his head and looked at Selene. Then he clenched his jaw and stared at Maryam.

He managed to open his mouth, though the words came out strained.

“What will you do to Selene?” He asked.

Maryam shook her head. “Selene is me. I am Selene. Naturally, my baby Brandon…”

She took a step and appeared in front of Selene. She squatted down, and stretched her hand toward Selene’s neck, her voice still echoing.

“I will take back my soul.”

—End of Chapter 442—