Harem Stealer: Reborn with the God-Tier Sharing System Chapter 447 - New Bloodline [2]

"Have you lost your mind?" Gaia’s voice thundered within Noah’s consciousness.

The sheer volume made him flinch, prompting Maryam to look at him with concern, checking for any signs of distress. Noah simply offered a reassuring smile and pulled her back into a warm embrace.

Satisfied, Maryam leaned back into his arms, a peaceful expression gracing her features. To her, this moment was the realization of a perfect dream.

Noah let out a soft sigh, turning his mental focus back to the connection he shared with Gaia. 'Did you forget? You were the one who told me that the most effective plans are those concealed within the schemes of others!'

Gaia listened, nodding her head despite being invisible to him. She made sure he could sense her every movement through their link.

Noah’s thoughts flowed smoothly as he continued.

"The Son of Emptiness intended to pull my strings for his own gain. He wanted to exploit me without my permission!"

'And are you unaware?' His mental tone grew sharp and frigid. 'If you gaze into the abyss long enough, the abyss begins to gaze back at you! In that same vein, if you intend to use someone, you must be prepared to be used in return!'

'But He is not just anyone!' Gaia interjected sharply. 'He is a chaotic and formidable force. He has been the one standing against Those Beings since the dawn of time. You cannot grasp it yet, but the fragment of his power within you is trivial to him. In the worst-case scenario, he would simply reclaim it after a few eons.'

'And to a scion of Emptiness itself, the passage of time holds no meaning.'

"That is precisely why I require your assistance!" Noah retorted. "I am not so foolish as to defy him openly. That would be bloody idiotic. The proof? I still hold his power inside me, even though I had the chance to cast it aside before!"

'You kept it because you craved his strength!' Gaia pointed out.

"That is beside the point, Mother!" Noah gave a small shake of his head. "With your help, I will cleanse his power of his taint and claim it as my own. You will utilize the souls as the binding agent—a refinement to weld everything together!"

'After all, the knowledge I absorbed while inside you taught me...'

At those words, Gaia instinctively rested a hand upon her abdomen.

'...that the Soul represents the purest facet of all existence. It is the most profound and singular element that defines an individual's identity!'

'We shall harness these souls for our objective!'

'But why should I aid you?' Her voice dripped with bitterness. 'You are attempting to alter my bloodline. You took it without my leave, and now you treat it like worthless trash to be discarded!'

Fury seethed deep within Gaia, hot and oppressive like molten lava. It was a mixture of rage and a sense of profound injustice.

She clenched her fists until her palms turned crimson from the strain of her suppressed anger.

The Will Eternal could not recall the last time her temper had been this inflamed, or when her heart had felt so volatile.

Yet Noah, Raj Progenar Gaia, possessed a singular ability to provoke the worst aspects of her nature.

And ironically, he could also draw out the best in her.

She despised herself for that duality.

'I apologize,' Noah replied. 'But this situation was set in motion by you, Mother. You left me with no alternatives. Here I am, born on my own terms, yet such a feat would have been impossible without you.'

'Let us not linger on what has passed.'

Gaia bit her lip, her hand again moving gently over her stomach. A phantom memory of the agony of childbirth flickered through her mind.

She cursed under her breath, a feeling of indignation swelling in her chest.

'I will assist you,' she finally conceded. 'But do not ever call me mother again!'

'If I am successful,' Noah mused, 'my bloodline will be transcended. And one day...'

A smile played on his lips.

'One day, you shall carry the same bloodline as I do!'

The implication of his words immediate struck Gaia.

'You are truly insatiable,' she spat, though the harshness in her voice had notably softened.

'I notice you aren't saying no.'

'Let us begin!' Gaia said, abruptly shifting the topic.

Without wasting a second, Noah activated his system to harvest all the souls belonging to his mother.

Maryam sensed the shift. Breaking the embrace, she watched her son in awe as quadrillions of her souls began to flood the surrounding space.

The sight resembled a vast, shimmering sea of pale light.

Before her startled eyes, a single bead of blood manifested from Noah. An instinctive impulse to prostrate herself before that blood washed over her; it felt as though she was in the presence of the ultimate beginning and the final end of all things.

It was a living paradox, and the First Soul felt a wave of trepidation at the sight.

The blood possessed no stable hue. Or perhaps Maryam simply lacked the capacity to perceive its colors, as it originated from a plane of existence far beyond her current reach.

However, the process was far from over.

Under Gaia’s protection—a shield made more potent and effortless due to their maternal bond—Noah extracted the core of power belonging to the Son of Emptiness from his former system.

What emerged this time was... nothingness.

The pressure was so immense that Maryam’s knees slammed hard against the flower-covered earth.

Her face contorted as her very existence felt the strain of that presence.

Unlike Gaia’s power, which was carefully tempered for Maryam’s sake, the power of the Son of Emptiness offered no such mercy.

While Maryam suffered, Noah struggled with all his might to remain standing. Thanks to his unique birthright, he managed to endure far better than she did.

The power of the Son of Emptiness was not visible in the traditional sense; it was locked within the very concept of void. Gaia seized that power, weaving it together with Noah’s blood and Maryam’s sea of souls.

As the fusion progressed, Noah forced a fragment of his own essence into the mix. The resulting pain was cataclysmic, tearing a horrific scream of agony from his throat. His eyes began to bleed, and his lips cracked and tore under the pressure.

'Raj! You absolute fool!' Gaia cried out, her voice heavy with alarm. Seeing her son in such a broken, bleeding state caused her more pain than she ever anticipated.

Her maternal instincts could not withstand the sight of his suffering.

'J-Just finish it!' Noah wheezed, feeling his very being merging with the swirling forces.

He ensured his existence was woven deep into the Son’s power, tainting it and gradually reshaping it until it was entirely his own.

Recognizing his intent, Gaia shook her head in disbelief. Within her own domain, every eye was fixed upon her, the inhabitants filled with dread for their Prince.

The Will Eternal centered her focus once more.

Noah acted as the conductor of this cosmic orchestra, signaling the direction and flow of the energies. Gaia executed his commands with flawless precision.

The unfolding event was breathtaking—an alchemical transmutation on an unprecedented scale.

Noah was reshaping one concept into another, evolving that concept into an idea, and finally manifesting that idea into a bloodline.

His face was a mask of perspiration and gore.

The very fabric of the surrounding space began to tremble and shatter, unable to contain the birth of such a powerful bloodline.

Even Gaia watched in silent wonder. Her eyes were wide, her mind racing with the realization of why she had never attempted such a feat herself.

It was a task that seemed fundamentally impossible.

But when one is born at the pinnacle of a reality’s power, the desperate hunger to ascend to even higher heights rarely takes root.

Noah had not been born at the top. He had clawed his way up, driven by a thirst for strength and aided by fortune and timing.

And now, he had reached a point where he was forging something limitless.

He was giving life to his own bloodline—one far superior to his previous state, and greater than anything this Reality had ever seen.

As the ritual neared its conclusion, a wide, fierce grin spread across Gaia’s face.

'You are truly blasphemous, Raj!'

'Aren't you proud?' Noah managed to joke, his voice sounding thin and ragged.

Suddenly, the chaos ceased as a single drop of blood hovered before him.

Noah stared at it for a fleeting second before the blood blurred, cutting through the air and plunging into his chest with violent speed.

His body convulsed violently, his jaw hanging open as a gut-wrenching scream erupted before he collapsed to the floor.

The Prince curled into a ball of pure agony, his physical form beginning a radical transformation while his consciousness started to fade.

The final image he saw through the blurring reality was Maryam rushing toward him, her face etched with terror.

And the final sound he heard was the gentle whisper of the Will Eternal, his mother, echoing in his mind: 'Yes, I am proud.'

DING!

<You have created a bloodline.>

-End of Chapter 447-