Harem Stealer: Reborn with the God-Tier Sharing System - Chapter 100

100: Chapter 100: The Birth Of The Third Anomaly 100: Chapter 100: The Birth Of The Third Anomaly Chapter 100: The Birth of the Third Abomination A change had begun inside Noah.

A transformation-not physical, but something far more profound.

This wasn’t just about power.

It wasn’t about dominance or ambition.

Noah had stepped beyond himself.

He hadn’t just understood the meaning of being limitless-he had embodied it.

He had confronted his own soul… and accepted it.

The masks, the roles, the burdens of expectation-they shattered like glass.

No longer did he care what others thought.

Arrogant?

Foolish?

Villainous?

Heroic?

None of it mattered.

What mattered was walking his path.

His path.

And staying true to who he was-no matter how the world saw him.

That clarity, that deep self-realization, was the key.

It harmonized perfectly with the enlightenment he had achieved in the concept of limitlessness.

And with that… Noah transcended.

{Your existence has surpassed the second threshold.} {You have only one option for your intent.} {And truly, what a fantastic intent.} {You are the first being in existence to obtain the Intent-Intent of the Transcendent Self.} {This intent is born within you.

And only you can define it.} {Choose your path.} ⸻ Noah stared at the golden panel floating before him-etched in light, inscribed with the language of the Akashic Records.

He closed his eyes and reflected.

He had transcended himself.

He was not just one thing-he was many.

A tapestry of contradictions, of gifts, of chaos and calm.

He was a creator… yet also a being of nothingness.

A sword… and yet a shadow, ice.  He was a son, a master, a rival, a husband, a friend, an enemy.

He was all of these-yet something more.

He embodied many things.

And he would embody even more.

That was his truth.

That was his path.

He was- The One Who Is All.

{DIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGG!!!} A chime echoed.

Not just through the realm.

Not just the world.  But across the entire universe.

A singular sound that reached gods, monsters, empires, and voids.

A feat had been accomplished.

An impossibility made real.

{You have chosen your path.

And what a glorious path it is.} {You have received a Title: The One Who Is All.} {This title is unique to you.

None shall ever share it.} {This title is now linked to your Trait: Transcendent of Self.} {Your Intent has been integrated into your Trait.} Noah felt his body shift.

He didn’t scream.

He didn’t tremble.

But his soul… It roared with quiet majesty.

All his talents, his bloodlines, his affinities-they converged into a single point of unity.

Not separate, not compartmentalized.

But one.

His body began to adapt.

Refine.

Reshape itself into this new essence.

Outwardly, little changed.

Because he chose it so.

His hair remained purple-his mother’s legacy.

His eyes, silver-her gift.

But now they shimmered differently.

His hair radiated cosmic mystery-like strands of universal code.

His eyes, silver as starlight, reflected reality with perfect, unnerving clarity.

His aura was no longer wild, no longer screaming with arrogance.

It was calm.

Soothing.

Like standing before the endless ocean… gentle, but limitless.

Echidna watched in silent awe.

The chime of the Akashic Records still rang in her bones.

If she hadn’t seen Noah before her, she would’ve never believed someone in this world caused such a phenomenon.

Yes-the chime echoed across creation.

But the Records were merciful.

No one, not even gods, would know who had done this.

No one… except her.

In all existence, only she bore witness to his rebirth.

Minutes passed- The transformation concluded.

Noah stood in silence.

Then slowly raised his hand-and clenched his fist.

Nothing happened outwardly.

No light, no explosion, no divine winds.

But Echidna flinched.

Because in that single, effortless motion, she saw fleeting echoes-of ice, shadow, sword, nothingness, concept, soul.

Everything.

And nothing.

Noah willed the Records again.

{Title: The One Who Is All} Through transcending the self, all your bloodlines, talents, titles and powers no longer exist as separate elements.

They have fused into a single living essence-Prime Origin, the core of your trait.  He read the words.

And now it made sense.

He felt like he had only one talent… yet could do anything.

Weird, he thought.

Then- {Trait: Transcendent of Self} >> Bloodline Fusion Core: All bloodlines are now part of a singular archetype-Source Blood.

Adaptable to any world, culture, or concept.

Choose a bloodline to embody-and become it.

Even multiple, if they reside in you.

>> Talent Convergence: All talents are now unified under one Primordial talent: Omnipotence.

Former talents are now sub-skills.

You express any of them effortlessly-because they are now part of your nature.

>> One Form, Infinite Nature: You retain a stable form-but within lies infinite potential.

You can reflect beasts, gods, machines, voids, or even ideas-so long as you qualify to embody them.

>> Aeon Vein: All elemental affinities have fused into a single adaptable affinity: Aeon Vein.

You can wield any affinity you possess.

Without any need of a skill.

As more are acquired, the Aeon Vein evolves-toward perfection.

>> Prime Physique: Your body embodies all physiques you possess.

Currently: Shadow Physique and two budding forms.

Complete them.

Gather more.

Become chaos.

Become All.

… Noah’s heart thundered in his chest.

With his system, he could collect countless bloodlines, affinities, and talents.

Now-they weren’t separate strengths.

They were steps toward a greater whole.

He was no longer just powerful.

He was infinitely evolving.

No longer bound.

Truly limitless.

Literally.

He understood himself.

He could choose to be a sword-or ice-or both.

A man, a dragon, a demon… Even a concept, an idea.

But to become such things, he must first obtain or understand them.

He was overpowered-yes.

But it was earned.

And it would be earned again.

After all, he has to seduces girls to obtain more power.

And what’s more difficult than to keep the affections of your women stable?

He sighed, thinking about Zara.

Then smiled.

He turned to Echidna, who was still looking at him as if he were an unspeakable cosmic anomaly.

His voice was soft-devoid of arrogance.

Gentle.

“I’m sorry.

It seems we lost so many times because of me.” He smiled faintly.

“Let’s resume our conversation.

I have a proposition for you, Demoness of Fire and Destruction.” Echidna blinked.

This new Noah… was not one she could bind.

Not one she could tame.

She nodded silently.

And for the first time, her ambitions shifted.

She wouldn’t own him.

She’d walk with him.

It’s a great opportunity to be close to this type of being.

Because she knew.

If nothing stopped him… Noah would become something monstrous.

And she would be the only one who saw him first.

… And while Noah and Echidna resumed their talk… The entire universe stirred.

In the heart of a lush green realm, beneath a tree large enough to cradle worlds, a woman with green hair and golden eyes looked up.  “Oh my, oh my… a new one like us?” She paused.

“…No.

This one is more exaggerated.” She smiled softly.

Then resumed her lecture, flipping the pages of a green tome that-if even a drop of its power leaked-could obliterate galaxies.

… Elsewhere, in a realm littered with the corpses of divine beasts and cosmic horrors, a man sat roasting meat over a rainbow flame.

He had blood red hair and black eyes.  He froze.

He raised his head in the sky as if able to see things unknowns.

Then laughed-wild and loud.

“Haha!

Another one like us?” He grinned, feral and pleased.

“Gods, I hope he’s not like that boring bookworm…” He stood.

“I am getting excited.” “Time to kill some of those fucking seraphim.

Gotta calm down somehow.” “But really, why do those people love to bother me?” He sighed as if not wanting to fight, but his mouth formed an evil and eager grin.

He then vanished.

… Across the stars, countless beings felt the ripple.

And one phrase echoed in every corner of creation: “Fuck… another one?” Yes.

Another had emerged.

But this one- This one would surpass them all.

-End of Chapter 100- -End of Volume 2: The Birth of the Third Abomination- A/N: Well…a hundred chapters and the end of the second volume.

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