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

Chapter 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.}

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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.

Then smiled. _{fгeewebnovёl.com}