Harem Stealer: Reborn with the God-Tier Sharing System Chapter 480 - Bland as your wives

"I beg your pardon?"

With disbelief, Noah questioned, straightening up right away from Light's shocking statement.

"Please, my friend." The Soul Ruler let out a sigh, gazing at Noah through his single eye like someone unfairly picked on.

"It was humiliating enough to utter it once. Now you're asking me to repeat it? That's basically begging for my demise from shame."

"Wait, you're actually serious?" Noah cocked his head, "Love is in love with my mother?" 'This sounds so strange to even say!' he thought to himself.

"Yes." Light gave a sharp nod, casting a disdainful look at the giggling Yuki and Elira, "and could you, dear friend, ask your two wives to quit laughing? If they keep it up, I'll banish them beyond my realm."

"That's severe." Yuki remarked amid her chuckles, "I figured we were friends as well. Isn't that right, Elira?"

"Haha, absolutely!" Her sister chimed in.

Light shot them a grim look before dismissing them entirely, deeming them unworthy of his attention.

"Love... isn't she the fourth Soul Ruler?" Noah inquired, still taken aback by the startling disclosure.

"The one and only."

"Alright, let's clarify this. Love is a she, right?"

"She is."

"And she loves my mother?"

"My friend Noah, you're focusing your shock on the wrong detail. A she

loving another she is as ordinary as common grass these days. The real concern should be figuring out how I'll reclaim my Love."

In truth, Noah wasn't shocked by that aspect. He'd encountered same-gender affections before. What truly astonished him was that the person involved this time happened to be his mother.

Yet, why feel surprised at all?

Maryam's allure surpassed even the most divine immortals Noah had known up to this point.

"My friend," Light's tone cut through Noah's wandering mind. He lifted his gaze to find the Soul Ruler hovering mere inches from his face.

Though Light's expression was tough to read, Noah somehow sensed the gravity in that moment.

This wasn't unusual. From their initial encounter, Light had shown no mirth or playfulness. Even humorous remarks came out in a flat tone and impassive demeanor, underscoring his sincerity.

Noah often found that approach even more amusing.

"Are you paying attention?" The Soul Ruler probed.

"I am."

"Fine, I feared you'd zoned out briefly, my friend. Now, inform me, how do I retrieve my Love?" He pressed again, "We enjoyed bliss until your mother appeared. She's a relationship destroyer, my friend."

"She ought to be grateful, or I'd have gone to any lengths to bring her down."

Noah grinned, "I get your irritation. But rest easy. Love will return to you shortly."

"How so?"

"If Mother turns her down, won't she turn to you for solace and warmth? That's your chance to reclaim what's yours

and shine."

Light hesitated, tilting his head in an endearing way. His features stayed composed, yet Noah, Yuki, and Elira spotted his wings fluttering wildly with enthusiasm.

"You're quite perceptive, my friend." Light commented, nodding in approval, then flicked a quick glance at Yuki and Elira, "I don't always see clearly. But nobody's flawless. I'll forgive a few errors in your assessment, my friend."

Yuki and Elira flushed crimson at once, their voices spiking in protest.

"What do you mean by that?" Elira demanded, her eyes flashing, "Yuki, shall we

try out our Gift and Aspect against a Ruler?"

"You read my mind." Yuki growled, drawing her

Sword of Severance.

Light That Was Once didn't spare them a glance. His focus remained locked on Noah, conveying, See, I warned you.

This only fueled the women's fury further.

Noah held back a chuckle.

It was uncommon to witness Elira so riled up. Even so,

"You claim I'm not perfect," Noah stated, drawing everyone's focus immediately, "that's correct, but I feel I'm pretty close,

aren't I?"

Yuki and Elira went quiet right away. This subject touched a nerve for

Noah.

For someone who'd achieved nearly every desire with

some effort since his initial rebirth, Noah saw Perfection as the sole aim to propel his growth and

ascend to greater heights.

That ambition provided direction and purpose. Like anyone, though, Noah occasionally yearned to gauge his proximity to that aspiration.

Thus, he posed the question to Light, anticipating a candid reply. While his wives were truthful, their affection inevitably colored their views of him.

"Perfection?" Light responded at last, eyeing Noah like a simpleton, "why chase perfection, my friend?"

"Why not?" Noah puzzled over the odd inquiry.

"Perfection bores." Light shook his head sadly, "It signifies stagnation."

Noah opened his mouth to respond, but Light pressed on

firmly,

"It halts progress, ends loving, dims the charm of flaws, curbs rage over foolish matters and senseless joy, and robs the pleasure of watching a mortal toil for his loved ones."

He stopped, staring intently into Noah's differing eyes, "Perfection would cost you my friendship, Noah. I can't speak for

your two bothersome wives..."

Yuki and Elira's eyes flickered with irritation.

"...but I assure you, I couldn't bond with perfection. You'd lose me."

Noah absorbed the Soul Ruler's profound words eagerly.

Though he held the upper hand and had won him over, Light That Was Once's vast experiences offered a singular perspective on life.

His origins were exceptionally intriguing, piquing even Noah's curiosity.

That's why he'd approached him. And why he'd forged the bond of friendship.

Noah possessed few true companions.

The ones he did have trailed far behind in strength and journey,

leaving Noah with scant taste of camaraderie's warmth.

Now, it started to dawn on him.

"Eventually," Noah answered, "we all reach a halt.

Existence consists of conclusions. Someday, all we are..."

He gestured with his right hand, including them all, "...will fade into mere tales for future souls to

discover or forget."

"Given that, what's wrong with concluding on a flawless note?" Noah went on, tone resolute, "We can't evade finales. Indeed, endless pursuits lose purpose. Yet we can craft an impeccable close."

Yuki and Elira regarded Noah with deep feeling. They sensed his sincerity profoundly.

"That's the core reason I pursue perfection." Noah wrapped up.

Light inclined his head, "Valid point. Still, my friend, consider this."

Light drew nearer to Noah, resting his soft forehead against Noah's, piercing him with his lone eye,

"A flawless conclusion is as dull as your two wives."

"DAMN IT! I'M GONNA SLAY THIS STUPID-!"

Elira clamped her hand over Yuki's mouth, halting more curses.

Having spent time around Apollonia, Elira recognized Yuki's taint from that aspiring Celestial.

Those tongues could slay through wrath or mortification.

Nevertheless, Elira's visage bulged with fury, scowling at the Soul Ruler.

Undeterred, Light proceeded calmly, disregarding them, "Flaws render things endearing and captivating." He stated, "Imagine, would you prefer a cosmos torn by

intrigue, scars, desire, and animosity all entwined, over one where all behave...flawlessly?"

Oddly, envisioning such a realm sent a chill through Noah. How tedious that would be. He doubted seekers would aim for loftier planes then.

Regardless,

"So what then?" Noah queried, brow furrowing gradually, "If not perfection, what goal?"

Confusion gripped him.

Perfection had guided him for some time, and now, in an unforeseen realm before an unimaginable figure...his entire outlook on it twisted dramatically.

"You're aiming too distant." Light dismissed with a shrug, "Simply embrace these existences as they unfold. Revel, grieve, weep, chuckle, despise, and even eliminate foes. Live your narrative." "And the conclusion?"

"Would you ruin your own finale? That lacks thrill, my friend."

"You believe I author my own end?"

"If not you, who else?"

Noah quieted briefly, then exhaled, eyeing Light with an eye roll,

"You muddled me just to spout nonsense!"

"It's not my issue if my wisdom eludes you, my friend!" Light shot back, justifying himself, "At least ponder it—I'm offering profound counsel!"

"Quiet down and brief me on the Principality."

Noah's expression turned grave.

"What details do you seek about Him?"

"How did he perish?"

"Naturally, he got slain. That fool was the greatest dolt I ever knew!"

Noah tilted his head, "By whom?"

"Whom?" Light grinned oddly. He halted, scanning the women who eyed him with intrigue and ire alike.

"You wouldn't recognize him." Light explained, "Yet he's infamous in these parts."

"Name him."

"The Merchant."

-End of chapter 480-