Harem Stealer: Reborn with the God-Tier Sharing System Chapter 486: Answers are no benedictions

"A lotus and a child?" Noah cocked his head, his gaze scanning Solstice as he twisted and writhed under him, much like a worm struggling through thick mud.

"And they're drawing nourishment from the Lake and countless billions of souls?" the Prince pressed on, the oddity of it all growing ever clearer in his mind.

"Yes, my husband." Ester replied, her form surging up from the shadowy pool as if ink had been seized and hauled toward the heavens, positioning herself right behind Noah.

"I couldn't catch more than a glimpse before the realm sealed shut. Yet the strength I sensed from that little girl..."

She hesitated, and Solstice let out a hoarse, furious screech directed at Ester, his stare filled with murderous rage.

Noah raised his left foot and slammed it onto the Soul Ruler's skull, producing a dull thud and a sharp wail of pain.

"You're making too much noise, Solstice." Noah snarled, then faced Ester again. "Go on. What about that girl's power?"

"Far more potent," Ester stated. "I suspect it surpasses even Solstice's. Plus, it felt entirely distinct. I struggle to put it into words, husband, but there's an aura of something utterly unique about her."

The deeper Noah delved into her words, the more his brow furrowed in confusion.

He dropped to a crouch, seized Solstice's head, and jerked it upward. The Soul Ruler groaned from the sudden force, his neck popping audibly.

The Soul Ruler's array of eyes fixed on Noah's mismatched pair, seething with pure hatred.

"Are you going to speak, or keep quiet?" Noah demanded, then quickly added,

"I should make it clear, I despise stumbling into unknowns. So normally, I just..."

A chill smile spread across his face.

"...wipe it all out. You'd probably love to witness that, right?"

Color drained from Solstice's face. He shook his head wildly, grasping that Noah meant every word; he'd obliterate it all without a second thought.

"Stop!" Solstice pleaded, his tone edging on desperation. "You have no clue how vital she is!"

"That's exactly why I'm inquiring. Though now it feels like you're deliberately dragging this out." Noah's gaze sharpened. "Pointless. I can freeze time across this entire Dominion for however long I desire."

"Trust me," Solstice murmured, "you don't want to learn it. I'd give anything to stay clear of this myself. Answers bring no blessings!"

"This is your final chance. What is she?"

Solstice went quiet, his multitude of eyes locked on Noah, all quivering with terror. Not terror of Noah, the Prince soon understood, but of

another entity. Or perhaps something beyond comprehension.

"P-Please... just leave Her alone. She mustn't be disturbed! She serves as Her Vessel."

"Vessel for whom?"

Solstice swallowed hard.

"For one of Them."

A profound chill of dread washed over Noah instinctively, looming like a stormy cloud ready to unleash fury. In that moment, the Prince sensed that pursuing further truths would seal his doom.

Still, a curious spark within Noah urged him onward, despite the heavy stench of peril hanging thick in the air.

"Ester," he murmured, his tone oddly tight. "I retract my earlier words. You'd be safer keeping your distance from me. Relay that to your sisters. Retreat to the farthest borders of this Principality!"

Ester's heart pounded, a wave of unease rising to choke her.

"Husba-!"

"Do it now." Noah cut her off, convinced he'd already drawn the gaze of whatever force orchestrated this chaos.

Solstice trembled violently beneath him.

"I warned you!" he roared, his voice laced with raw panic. "Answers are no benedictions! Foolish! So foolish! Now behold! Behold what you've called forth!" Ester's anxiety surged at his outburst and the eerie presence gradually descending upon them, as if a colossal entity slithered across the skies, inching closer.

She longed to protest further, but the fierce determination in Noah's eyes silenced her instantly.

She bowed her head, then started fading back into the shadows.

"I'll convey your command," she assured him, fighting to keep bitterness and fright from tainting her voice.

Noah offered a bitter smile. "Ester," he called as just her head lingered.

She halted and met his gaze.

"You know nothing."

Noah invoked his Gift, Ignoramus, upon his wife, stripping away her

awareness of the unfolding events.

From the lotus, to the young girl, to their exchanged words. In erasing it, she lost all recollection. Solstice had been spot on, Noah acknowledged; answers

held no blessings.

Particularly not for Ester or his other wives. The threat approaching lay beyond their level. Even beyond Noah's.

The Paragon of Shadow's eyes dulled momentarily at her husband's command before clearing. Then she vanished completely.

Noah could have applied the same to himself. But perhaps Solstice proved correct once more.

He tilted his head skyward, posing the ultimate query that would push this peril past the brink.

"One final question," Noah declared, his stare fixed upward.

Solstice shook his head frantically. "No more! Any further, and we're finished! Done for, I tell you!"

"Then finished we shall be, Solstice, because I need to understand."

He waited, leaving the Soul Ruler slumped on the ground in defeat,

as if resigned to his end.

"Who are They? And who claims the Vessel?"

"That counts as two."

"Don't push my limits."

Solstice grimaced, then let out a heavy sigh. "I don't truly know Them. But I do know—no, She permitted me to know—her. Or at least, her designation."

Solstice halted, swallowing loudly before resuming, his words sharp and terse.

"The Pale Lady, that's her name."

The title pierced Noah's thoughts like a blade. He gasped sharply, sensing the fringes of his mind teetering on total ruin.

Overhead, furious clouds roiled, spiraled, and folded in on themselves like a massive wheel inverting.

Solstice had collapsed to the earth, his eyes vacant, his very essence shattered.

Clinging to the remnants of his awareness, Noah's form flickered into swift action, materializing far inside Solstice's domain, hovering over the Lake.

Wasting no moment on the Lake's eerie glow and mesmerizing allure,

he plunged downward, bypassing the exquisite pale bloom and arriving at the realm's entrance that Ester had described.

There, Noah sensed his own identity fracturing, and a wild laugh escaped him.

And indeed it did.

Merely uttering that entity's name threatened to unravel him. Yet Noah refused to yield; he was the Son of Reality.

The innate blessings bestowed upon him at birth sprang to life, safeguarding his psyche and core being.

With a mere snap of his finger, he shattered the realm's barrier and stepped inside. His vision locked immediately on the young girl on the verge of awakening, her ghostly eyelids fluttering relentlessly.

Across the Dominion's expanse, a woman's visage materialized. Strangely, though plainly present for all to see, her features remained hidden from view.

This contradiction drew pained moans from Noah's wives, observing from a distance—their essences spared solely due to ignorance of the spectacle.

Their unawareness served as armor.

No such safeguard existed for Noah.

The Prince himself dashed toward the girl, aware that her awakening would spell his utter demise.

He attempted to hasten his speed with time manipulation, but even that divine favor faltered.

He swore, then cackled madly.

At last, he reached the girl perched on the lotus. He extended his arm and seized her precisely as her eyes flew open. Noah's psyche splintered, fueling his laughter into hysteria, crimson streams pouring from

his eyes, nostrils, ears, and lips.

His frame gradually stiffened, transforming into an immobile statue. In moments, motion would forsake him entirely.

At the same instant the girl's eyes unveiled, her form aged in a flash, maturing into a woman of at least thirty winters.

Her pallor commanded attention.

She parted her lips, poised to utter words, and Noah deployed the sole functional remnant of himself then.

His head.

He smashed his mouth against the pale woman's parted one—her eyes bulged in shock as he triggered his birthright's ultimate boon. "Right of Creation - Raj's Primeval Consciousness." -End of Chapter 486-