Harem Stealer: Reborn with the God-Tier Sharing System Chapter 464 Grieving Red

Regardless of which side of Laeh they occupied, Patricia and Aiden Stoneheart—siblings to Elijah Stoneheart—never felt comfortable with Noah looming over them like a shadow.

That sense of dread only intensified once Sophie ascended as the Crimson Empress of the Castria Empire. Their once-proud family was reduced to a miserable, frightened group, keeping their heads down in a desperate attempt to avoid a sudden, violent end.

Living under such a crushing weight was agonizing, particularly for those who had never known such a lowly existence.

Even though Elijah was gone, his death brought them no peace; their selfish desire for revenge had been fulfilled by another's hand, yet their quality of life remained bleak.

Still, they persevered.

They mastered the art of bowing before the Vaelgrim and learned to shrink away when rising powers sought to humiliate them to stroke their own egos.

It was, without question, a life of pure torment.

However, through this suffering, they learned to suppress their egos entirely, turning the two siblings into two sides of the same coin.

They made a profound discovery: once pride is discarded, a bond can flourish in ways previously unimaginable.

They adapted to living in harmony with the world around them, rather than trying to force their will upon it.

This was the transformation of the Stoneheart siblings.

Leaning on one another throughout the trial, Patricia and Aiden developed a deep soul-level understanding, becoming a duo capable of facing anything as long as they were together.

They distanced themselves from the rest of their family, who had become so paralyzed by fear that their existence was nothing more than basic survival. They simply existed in a loop of waking, enduring the day, and sleeping.

It was a repetitive life devoid of any real purpose.

And there is no greater misery than a life without meaning.

But Aiden and Patricia held onto an ambition. They dreamed of traveling far away to live on their own terms, leaving their past behind to begin a new chapter.

In a way, they craved a death and rebirth, though for them, the change was more psychological than literal.

Because of this mindset, it was no shock that they leapt at the chance when news of a vast universe beyond their own reached them.

They were ready to leave their small world and take a massive leap into the great unknown.

Yet, despite their enthusiasm, they were realistic enough to know they lacked the necessary strength and talent.

Accepting this reality, they chose to become Elysiari, gaining extraordinary talent to break free from their limitations.

Aiden pledged himself as an Elysiari under Anya, the Aspect of Destruction.

Patricia, whose soul and talents were geared toward restoration, became an Elysiari under Shadeva of Motherhood, who commanded an Aspect of Life and healing.

Once the conflict in the Shadow Realm ended, they presented their plea to Noah. He granted it instantly.

He saw no reason to restrain them; if they desired a life of their own, they were entitled to seek it.

That day marked the dawn of the siblings' grand adventure.

It was a path of self-discovery, enlightenment, and perpetual growth.

They found pure euphoria in hopping between worlds and delving into dungeons. They faced mortal peril, survived hundreds of near-death encounters, and unearthed rare, magnificent artifacts.

This journey allowed the siblings to advance in ways that Eric, Rouge, and Malrik—who had chosen to stay within Noah’s shadow—would never comprehend.

But their journey met a sudden end when Noah’s voice echoed across the cosmos, declaring he would sacrifice everything for the sake of victory.

The situation turned even more dire when he obliterated a section of the universe, taking down a Progenitor and two formidable Legacy Bearers with him.

They were ignorant of the grand schemes and ambitions of their faction, yet they were not exempt from the brutal hunt for the Elysiari that followed.

The Vampires tracked them down.

And they were slaughtered.

The most horrific part was that their executioners were careful to utterly annihilate their souls during the act.

It was as if the killers feared some retribution should they fail to be thorough.

However, Patricia managed to cling to existence. Aiden had shielded her by taking the fatal blow in her place, and her own innate healing powers allowed her to endure.

Now, she found herself in the Spirit World, within Noah's newly established territory. Noah stood before her, his expression unreadable and deep in thought after hearing her tale.

The wives surrounding him maintained calm, steady gazes, but only a fool would be deceived by their composure.

Beneath the surface, they were all gripped by a cold dread, wondering how many of their allies had already fallen.

Red, who had been forced to leave her daughter behind, could no longer contain her mounting anxiety.

"What happened to my daughter, Red?" she asked, her voice shaking despite herself. "Do you have news of her? Or of Malrik and Eric?"

Patricia’s face was stained with tears. After the exhausting ordeal of weeping for the True Death of her brother, her voice had almost entirely failed her.

Still, she didn't dare ignore one of Noah’s wives. With a heavy heart, she forced her raw throat to work.

"W-Where was she located?" Patricia whispered.

"In the elven kingdom," Red replied instantly. "In the Treehouse, within the Worldborn domain."

Hearing those words, Patricia’s swollen, bloodshot eyes went wide with shock. A look of pure terror washed over her face.

Her mouth worked soundlessly, as if she were desperately grasping for words that refused to come.

Patricia began to tremble under the intense stares of the Vaelgrim. Seeing the fury beginning to kindle in Red's eyes as the silence stretched on, she bit her lip and choked out the words.

"I-I don’t know everything!" she sobbed. "But before the Vampire Faction caught us, I heard a rumor. I—I—!"

"Just say it!!" Red snarled, her crimson eyes swirling with violent emotion.

Sari, standing nearby, placed a grounding hand on Red’s to try and soothe the panicked mother.

Noah remained as still as a statue.

He offered no words and made no movements. He simply observed, his face a mask of indifference.

Yet, the atmosphere felt as though the entire Dominion was on the brink of a catastrophic explosion.

Behind them, Tiamat paced nervously, sensing the boiling rage hidden deep within Noah—a force so potent it seemed to suffocate the air itself.

Her anxiety turned to pure horror when Patricia finally screamed out the truth.

"I heard the Progenitor of Dragons went to help the Worldborn!" she wailed.

Everyone instinctively tensed up, bracing for the impact of the news.

"And she slaughtered every Elysiari there! No one made it out. And... and that includes..."

She gulped, looking up into Noah’s cold, lifeless eyes.

"Including the First Abomination."

The silence that followed was absolute. It was so quiet that the sound of racing hearts and ragged breathing seemed deafening.

The group was frozen in shock.

But Red was completely broken.

Her eyes bulged and her frame shook uncontrollably as she tried to cling to a shred of hope—hope that her daughter might have fled before the Progenitor arrived.

But the more she considered it, the more she realized that hope was a lie.

Red knew her daughter’s nature too well.

That realization struck her heart with a merciless, final certainty.

"M-my daughter... my daughter—!"

Her voice failed as Noah pulled her into a protective embrace, and she buried her face against his chest.

For a moment, Red was lost to the world. Then, a jagged, heart-wrenching sob filled the air.

The other wives remained in a haunting silence, their hearts breaking alongside hers.

Behind them, Tiamat felt a looming sense of catastrophe unlike anything she had known in her long existence. Terrified, she looked toward Noah, her heart hammering against her ribs.

The man was softly comforting his wife, suppressing the immense grief of losing his own sister. Not a single tear escaped him.

Instead,

"Everything will be alright," Noah murmured to Red, who was weeping as if a dam had burst.

"Trust me," he whispered, kissing her hair while his voice wavered slightly, "we will find a way."

Then the Prince looked forward, fighting with every ounce of his will to keep the storm of his fury from breaking loose.

He barely held it back. The Dominion shuddered under the strain.

<Ascension Quest>

<Description: Locate the Lake of Milk-White Soul and retrieve a single petal from the Origin Ephemeral Flower.>

-End of Chapter 464-