Harem Stealer: Reborn with the God-Tier Sharing System - Chapter 119

Chapter 119: Chapter 119: Lonely Daughter
Chapter 119: Lonely Daughter

Belzebuth looked with great superiority and disdain toward the kneeling Isac and Albert.

He found them truly pitiful.

“Are you sure you want the power I will give?” he asked with a feral grin on his face.

Were they ready? What a dumb question to ask.

They wouldn’t be here if they weren’t ready to shoulder the consequences of their actions.

So, with a deep and resolute voice, “We are ready,” Isac and Albert said.

“Fine.” Belzebuth cut his finger, and two drops of black blood gushed out. They floated before him, twisting and swirling viciously.

The air around them trembled — heavy, disgusting.

Isac and Albert watched the scene as unease started to creep into their bodies. They didn’t know why, but just seeing these two drops of blood made their own blood churn with apprehension.

“Take them,” Belzebuth said.

“Ingest this blood. You will then have the power you desire.”

Isac, ever perceptive, asked, “What—what else?” He could sense power would not be the only thing they’d gain from this.

And indeed—

Belzebuth grinned wickedly. “Of course, you didn’t expect my help without me gaining anything from it, right?”

“By ingesting this blood, you will become my slave.”

He laughed. “You won’t be able to disobey me — you won’t even be able to think of disobedience. I will have your life in my hand.”

Isac and Albert trembled in pure dread.

“W-What? That was not what we agreed on,” Albert said, his voice trembling.

Isac was still frozen, his mind racing with unknown thoughts.

“We agreed on letting you have part of the human domain after you helped us gain it — not that any of us would be your slave!”

Yes, that was the deal. Once Belzebuth helped them seize the throne, they would give him part of the human domain.

A territory.

A demon having territory in the human domain.

Such a heresy.

But even with that—

“I want more now,” Belzebuth said simply, continuing to eat without a care for the world. His body was growing bigger and bigger in real time.

“I don’t just want a territory now. I want all the human domain. And what’s easier than starting by enslaving the very heirs of the human domain?”

Isac and Albert went rigid, their whole bodies and minds struggling to process what Belzebuth had just said.

But immediately, their aura flared.

Wind.

The inherent affinity of the royal family.

The air itself became razor-sharp, able to cut through almost anything.

They wouldn’t accept this.

Isac’s voice became sharp. “Don’t overstep your boundaries, Demon Lord Belzebuth.”

Albert’s voice followed right after. “Just because we kneeled in front of you, you think we’ll accept anything you say?”

“We’d rather let that bitch of a sister become Empress than let a fucking demon take over the whole human domain.”

“Especially not because of us.”

They were ready to fight.

But—

Belzebuth laughed. “You are in my domain. You are in front of me, Belzebuth. And you’re trying to fight?”

“You — A-rank — against me, SS-rank?”

“Fools.”

BOOOMM—!

A heavy, oppressive aura filled the room. An aura that seemed to consume and absorb the surroundings.

Instantly, Isac and Albert collapsed to their knees, unable to bear the weight of Belzebuth’s aura.

Belzebuth’s voice echoed — no longer boisterous, but heavy and all-consuming.

“There was no choice for you the moment you stepped foot into my domain.”

A pause.

“You will either be my slave… or be my slave.”

He grinned — wild and evil.

“Yes. No choice.”

Isac and Albert’s eyes widened in terror.

And in that moment, they realized.

They had fucked up.

Badly.

…

Back with Noah and Zara—

They were still locked in a hug. Zara had cried hard through the whole night. Noah’s clothes were wet with her tears.

Now they sat in silence. But Noah knew.

He smiled. “Stop acting like you’re asleep. I know you’re not,” he said, and Zara immediately twitched, as if not expecting Noah to see through her so easily.

“I was sleeping. You just woke me up,” she murmured.

“Yes, yes, of course,” Noah said, rolling his eyes.

Zara stayed silent, choosing not to bury herself deeper in embarrassment.

Noah then broke the hug and looked her straight in the eyes.

After this night of crying and his comforting presence, Zara’s feelings had reached 45%.

So now, a real conversation was possible. That’s why—

“Tell me, what did he do to you?” he asked softly.

Zara stayed silent for a few seconds before taking a deep breath, gathering herself.

“Before telling you what he did, I think it’s better I start with who — or what — I am.”

She locked eyes with Noah, now deciding to reveal everything. Now deciding not to run anymore.

“I am Zara Bane. Bane isn’t even my last name — it’s a name I chose for myself, because since that day, I’ve banned myself from love.”

“I am a hybrid. A demon and human.”

Noah nodded. He already knew from his system.

She took another breath.

“My mother was human. My father, a demon.”

“I never knew my father. In fact, I didn’t even know I wasn’t fully human. As I grew up, I started noticing differences between me and the other children. And that’s when things went from bad to worse.”

“Because yes, my mother never truly treated me well. She always looked at me with disdain. With disappointment. As if I was not what she expected. Sometimes I even saw traces of hatred in her eyes.”

Zara let out a hollow laugh.

“I never knew why. I always did my best to please her, but even that backfired. She ended up beating me, insulting me. Calling me an error, a worthless wretch… a mistake.”

She trembled. She remembered when she had tried to bake a cake for her mother’s birthday but didn’t know how — and almost burned the whole house down.

…That day, her mother had almost killed her with the beating.

Remembering that, Zara couldn’t help trembling even more.

Noah reached out and held her hand. “Slowly. Don’t rush. Take your time.” Noah’s heart ached painfully hearing her story.

‘She lived all this?’ He wondered painfully.

Zara steadied herself.

“That was my life as a child. But like I said, when I started noticing the differences between me and the others — my abnormal deep black eyes, my abnormal mana affinity from a young age, how I was growing too fast, how sometimes I didn’t quite fit in among humans — I made the mistake of telling my mother.”

“My mother got worse. From that day on, beatings became daily. The cursing too. And she made me do awful things.”

“I wasn’t even considered a child.”

“All I wanted then was death. To die, to rest peacefully.”

She paused.

“That’s when it happened.”

She raised her head toward the sky, as if still seeing that moment.

“Demons surged out of nowhere. In an instant, they killed everyone in the village.”

“Everyone except me and my mother.”

“Because my mother struggled to fight all of them alone.”

“That’s when I realized my mother wasn’t a regular human.”

“She was an Awakened One. Something impossible to find in that border village, in the human domain. The village we called Sonou.”

“She was an S-rank, with control over the emotion of lust.”

She turned to Noah.

“Yes. I probably got my talent from her. Only mine is more broad. But you can’t even imagine what she did.”

She laughed again, sharp and hollow.

“She used her lust abilities to sleep with a demon to have a child. She used a moment of weakness to achieve that.”

“For what? Because she wanted the talent of that demon for her child.”

“As you know, children usually inherit the talent of their parents or a version of it.”

“Because that demon wasn’t just any demon.”

“It was Demon Lord Belzebuth. The one able to consume anything.”

She paused.

“Yes, Noah. Demon Lord Belzebuth is my father. And he killed the entire village — and my mother — for tricking him.”

“And he only let me live because, I quote, ‘Even if you are filth, you are still my blood.'”

“Then he left me there.”

“A ten-year-old child. In a destroyed village. With no food or water. In a land crawling with monsters.”

“That pain, that overwhelming anger. Because even after everything I’d been through, at least I wasn’t alone. I was treated like garbage, but I wasn’t alone.”

“So that day, when I was alone. Lost in a ruined village.”

“When I was hurt, denied of everything.”

“Instead of being happy that I had finally lost the mother who never loved me, who only saw me as a tool… I chose to chase the only one I had left in this world.”

“My father.”

“In the beginning, I fooled myself, saying it was for revenge.”

“That I hated him, wanted to kill him.”

But now, after accepting those feelings that I have buried for so long, I know.

“It was never about vengeance.”

She smiled a hollow, painful smile. Tears shimmering in her eyes.

And she laughed — sharp, bitter — then choked, as if the sound had cut her from the inside.

“I was just lonely.”

“I just wanted to see my father.”

“I just wanted to find love from him because I couldn’t find it anywhere else.”

“After all… I’m his daughter…”

Right?

—End of chapter 119—