Harem Stealer: Reborn with the God-Tier Sharing System novel Chapter 127

Chapter 127: Chapter 127: The Being Behind the events

Chapter 127: The Being Behind the events

They obeyed.

Because it was no longer Noah speaking.

It was the concept of Soul itself—embodied, alive—that commanded them.

And how could mere souls disobey the will of their ruler?

They couldn’t.

So they died.

A pitiful end, maybe even for some innocent souls among them. But Noah didn’t have the time or luxury to sort through them one by one. No judgment. Just a decree.

And the moment that decree was spoken—

They vanished.

All of them.

"ARGHHHHH—!"

Belzebuth’s scream shattered the silence. The air trembled; ice cracked and collapsed around him, echoing with agony.

Noah stood, unmoved. His eyes were like winter.

Zara appeared beside him. Her gaze sharp, her face tight with anger.

"Why did you do that?" she asked coldly. "Do you think I’m some weak girl who needs protection?"

Noah gave her a sheepish smile. "No, my dear hybrid. But my power... it’s not stable yet. I didn’t want to risk hurting you by accident."

He paused.

"But we’ll talk about that later."

He turned, walking toward Belzebuth, who lay broken on the frozen floor. His body was a patchwork of chaos. Incomplete. His eyes stared blankly at the sky.

Noah studied him.

The truth was obvious now—Belzebuth’s talent was either incomplete... or never truly SSS-rank.

Because no true SSS talent came with such a fatal flaw.

Yes, Belzebuth could devour powers. But he couldn’t assimilate them. They remained foreign—loose pieces stitched onto a body that never accepted them.

That’s why his transformation was so erratic. So... monstrous.

"So greedy," Noah muttered, crouching beside him. "You couldn’t even digest what you consumed."

Ice burst from the floor, chaining Belzebuth in place.

The Demon Lord turned his head slowly. His red eyes still burned with hatred.

"You... you dare...?"

Noah ignored him and looked at Zara.

"He’s your father. And you control emotions. Make him return to his senses. Then we’ll talk."

He turned toward Isac and Albert, still standing like statues. Ice surged again, binding them—but this time, it went deeper. Freezing their blood, their minds, just enough to keep them alive. Just enough to prevent any tricks Belzebuth might still have left.

He wouldn’t risk it—not with Sophie.

Zara nodded, stepping forward. Her eyes locked on her father.

But as she drew near...

She felt nothing.

No rage. No sorrow. No regret.

Just... peace.

Not because Belzebuth was broken.

But because—for the first time—she understood something.

Something simple. Something obvious to others... but new to her.

She had chased him her whole life.

Because she was lonely.

And that’s the danger of loneliness. It makes you desperate. It blinds you. You run to anything that feels like warmth—even if it burns you.

People say, "Don’t be hasty." And they’re right.

It’s like a starving man at a marketplace—he buys the first thing he sees. And most of the time? It poisons him.

So don’t be hasty. Don’t be eager to escape loneliness.

Because loneliness, after all, is where you grow the most.

That realization settled deep within her. Quiet. Final.

And in that moment...

Zara became truly a HeartWaver.

She breathed in.

Then out.

The air trembled with the emotions she released. No sadness. No pain. Only light.

Love. Joy. Peace. Contentment.

The atmosphere shimmered. You could almost see illusions of pink flowers blooming around the room.

And when these feelings flooded the space—like poison to a beast—they struck Belzebuth.

He jerked.

Because a creature like him couldn’t feel these things. His body rejected them like infection.

And then—

"Where... am I?"

His voice was weaker. Clearer.

He turned and saw Zara standing before him.

"Oh. You’re that bitch’s daughter."

Zara smiled softly. "Maybe."

Noah crouched beside Belzebuth again, eye to eye.