Harem Stealer: Reborn with the God-Tier Sharing System novel Chapter 123

Chapter 123: Chapter 123: The Things in motion

Chapter 123 – The Things in Motion

Things were in motion.

The sovereignty of the Human Domain would soon fall into the hands of a young boy—something even the current Emperor couldn’t begin to imagine.

But how could he? The truth was simple: he was surrounded by people who did not want him to rule. People who hated him. People who deemed him unworthy.

Emily, the council, the entire royal palace—traitors, all of them. Either drawn in by Emily’s growing faction, crafted in secret to make it easier to dethrone Rome, or ensnared by Solaris’s web of spies, the result was the same.

Rome was encircled by vultures ready to tear him apart.

Did he deserve it?

Maybe. Maybe not.

After all, he had killed his own brother—for a woman.

Disgraceful. Had he never heard of the code: "Brothers before bitches"? Foolish, arrogant man.

But even that wasn’t the real reason for his downfall.

No. Rome would fall because he had denied Sophie the throne.

He would fall because he believed a woman ruling the Human Domain would tarnish his name and legacy.

He would fall because he thought women were tools for power—not power themselves.

A classic mistake. One that usually passed without consequence.

But not this time.

Because Sophie had the support of Noah Weaverheart.

The Abomination. The Anomaly. The Creator.

The One Who Is All.

And truly, how could one fight a being even the Akashic Records described as "sublime"?

You couldn’t fight him. You could only fall.

And fall Rome would—not because of the spies in his palace, not because of his disdain for women in power.

But simply because Noah willed it.

So it would be.

...

Inside the Royal Palace of the Human Domain—

In the throne room, Emperor Rome stood by the window, hands clenched behind his back, sensing the rising tension in the air. Power surged around him—unstable, ominous.

"What’s going on?" he asked under his breath.

Something was wrong.

"Report. What did the Shadowbonds and the Bloodhearts say about my proposal?" he asked, voice low and grave.

A voice emerged from the shadows.

"The Shadowbonds have yet to respond. But the Bloodhearts..."

The voice hesitated.

"What did they say?" Rome asked again, his tone frost.

"...They said they are not interested in the battle for the throne. They will not take part."

Silence.

Rome slowly began to laugh—a cold, bitter sound.

"The Bloodhearts? Those battle maniacs refuse to take part in the greatest conflict of our domain? Do they think me a fool?"

BOOOOOM—!

His aura exploded. Wind sliced through the room, reducing furniture to splinters.

"So they’ve chosen to side with Sophie. Of course. Their heir is among her supporters."

He narrowed his eyes.

"Same with the Shadowbonds. Their heir has also joined that boy."

He sighed, looking out the window toward the distant sky.

"...Was I wrong?"

Silence.

"Tell me... was I wrong to be stubborn? To choose my sons over my daughter?"

"Was I wrong to believe in the Chosen One... and not in Noah?"

"Is this why everything slips from my hands...?"

"Is there still a way—"

Before he could finish, Emily entered the room.

Her crimson hair flowed like liquid flame, green eyes glinting under the dim light. Her body radiated elegance and sensuality—mature and confident.

She strode forward, her voice calm, calculated, and alluring:

"You weren’t wrong, my emperor. You were right all along."

"Only a man can shoulder the burden of the Human Domain. A girl will crumble under that weight. And once married, her husband could claim everything."

She walked up to him, wrapping her arms lovingly around his neck.

"You also weren’t wrong to choose the Chosen One. He is blessed by the Goddess. How could he possibly fail?"

She smiled. Sweetly. Deceptively.

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