Harem Stealer: Reborn with the God-Tier Sharing System Chapter 480 - Bland as your wives

"I beg your pardon?"

With disbelief, Noah straightened up right away upon hearing Light's shocking statement.

"Please, my friend." The Soul Ruler let out a sigh, gazing at Noah through his single eye like someone suffering unfair treatment.

"Saying it once was humiliating enough. Now you're asking me to repeat it? That's basically begging for my death from sheer embarrassment."

"Hold on, you're actually serious?" Noah cocked his head, "Love is in love with my mother?" 'Damn, uttering this feels so strange!' he thought to himself.

"Indeed." Light gave a sharp nod, casting a disdainful look at the giggling Yuki and Elira, "and could you, dear friend, ask your two wives to quit laughing? If they keep it up, I'll banish them from my domain."

"That's rather severe." Yuki remarked amid her chuckles, "I figured we were friends as well. Isn't that right, Elira?"

"Haha, absolutely!" Her sister chimed in.

Light shot them a grim look before utterly dismissing them, as though they didn't merit his attention.

"Love... isn't she the fourth Soul Ruler?" Noah inquired, still taken aback by the startling disclosure.

"The very same."

"Alright, let's clarify this. Love is a woman, correct?"

"She is."

"And she loves my mother?"

"My friend Noah, you're focusing your shock on the wrong detail. A woman

loving another woman is commonplace these days, like weeds everywhere. The real concern is figuring out how I'll reclaim my Love."

In truth, Noah wasn't shocked by that aspect. He'd encountered same-gender affections before. What stunned him was that this time, it involved his own mother.

Yet, why was he even surprised?

Maryam's beauty surpassed that of any immortal he'd encountered so far.

"My friend," Light's voice broke through Noah's whirling thoughts. He lifted his gaze to find the Soul Ruler hovering mere inches from his face.

Though Light's expression was tough to read, Noah somehow sensed the gravity in that moment.

This wasn't unusual. From their initial encounter, Light had shown no smiles or humor. Even during witty remarks, his tone and face stayed impassive, underscoring his sincerity.

Noah always found that even more amusing.

"Are you paying attention to me?" The Soul Ruler inquired.

"I am."

"Excellent, I feared I'd lost you there for a second, my friend. Now, inform me, how do I retrieve my Love?" He pressed again, "We were blissfully together until your mother arrived. She's a destroyer of homes, my friend."

"She ought to be grateful, or I'd have gone to any lengths to bring her down."

Noah grinned, "I get your irritation. But rest assured, Love will return to you shortly."

"How so?"

"If Mother turns her down, won't she turn to you for solace and warmth? That'll be your chance to reclaim what's yours."

Light hesitated, tilting his head in an endearing way. His features stayed blank, yet Noah, Yuki, and Elira spotted his wings fluttering more wildly and eagerly.

"You're quite perceptive, my friend." Light commented, nodding in approval, then glanced sideways at Yuki and Elira, "Not always do I witness such clarity. But perfection eludes us all. I'll forgive a few errors in your assessment, my friend."

Yuki and Elira flushed crimson at once, their voices rising in protest.

"What exactly are you suggesting?" Elira demanded, her eyes flashing, "Yuki, shall we

try out our Gift and Aspect against a Ruler?"

"You read my mind." Yuki growled, drawing her

Sword of Severance.

Light That Was Once didn't spare them a glance. His eye locked onto Noah with an expression screaming, See, I warned you.

This only fueled the women's fury further.

Noah stifled a chuckle.

It was uncommon to see Elira so riled up. Even so,

"You claim I'm not perfect," Noah stated, drawing everyone's focus immediately, "that's accurate, but I suspect I'm not too distant from it,

am I?"

Yuki and Elira went quiet right away. This subject touched a nerve for

Noah.

For someone who'd achieved nearly every desire with

some effort since his initial rebirth, Noah saw Perfection as the ultimate aim to propel his growth and

ascend to greater heights.

That ambition had charted his course and offered purpose. Like most, Noah occasionally yearned to gauge his proximity to that pinnacle.

Thus, he posed the question to Light, anticipating candor. Though his wives were truthful, their affection always colored their views of him.

"Perfection?" Light responded at last, eyeing Noah like a simpleton, "why chase perfection, my friend?"

"Why not?" Noah puzzled over the odd query.

"Perfection bores." Light shook his head regretfully, "To be perfect is to halt."

Noah opened his mouth to reply, but Light pressed on without pause,

his tone firm,

"It signifies ceasing progress, ceasing love, ceasing to cherish the beauty in flaws, ceasing outrage over foolish matters or joy in senseless laughter, ceasing delight in a mortal's toil for his kin."

He halted, staring intently into Noah's mismatched eyes, "Perfection would cost you my friendship, Noah. I can't speak for

your two bothersome wives..."

Yuki and Elira's eyes flickered with irritation.

"...but I assure you, I couldn't bond with perfection. You'd lose me."

Noah absorbed the Soul Ruler's words with rapt focus, pondering their depth.

Though he held the upper hand and had drawn Light to his cause, the Soul Ruler's vast lifespan and singular perspective on life set him apart.

His origins were exceptionally intriguing, sparking even Noah's curiosity.

That's why he'd sought him out. And why he'd forged the bond of friendship.

Noah possessed few true friends.

The ones he had were worlds apart in strength and journey from him, leaving Noah with scant taste of camaraderie's charm.

Now, clarity dawned.

"Sooner or later," Noah responded eventually, "we all reach a stop.

Life consists of conclusions. And eventually, all we are..."

He gestured with his right hand, sweeping over them, "...becomes merely a concluded tale that future generations

may or may not discover."

"Given that inevitability, what's wrong with concluding on a perfect note?" Noah went on, his voice resolute, "We can't evade endings. Indeed, endless things forfeit purpose. Yet we can craft a flawless close."

Yuki and Elira regarded Noah with profound feeling. They sensed in their cores the sincerity behind his declaration.

"That's chiefly why I pursue perfection." Noah wrapped up.

Light inclined his head, "Fair point. Yet, my friend, consider this."

Light drew even nearer to Noah, pressing his soft forehead against Noah's, drilling his lone eye into him,

"A perfect ending is as dull as your two wives present."

"FUCK! I'M GOING TO KILL THIS DAMN-!"

Elira clamped her hand over Yuki's mouth, halting further curses.

Having spent so much time with Apollonia, Elira recognized how that aspiring Celestial had tainted Yuki.

Those tongues could slay through rage or mortification.

Nevertheless, Elira's visage bulged with wrathful veins, scowling at the Soul Ruler.

Once more, Light proceeded calmly, heedless of them, "Flaws render things endearing and engaging." He declared, "Tell me, would you prefer observing a universe torn by

politics, trauma, desire, and animosity all entwined, over one where all behave...flawlessly?"

Oddly, envisioning such a realm sent a chill of dread through Noah. How tedious that would be. He doubted seekers would strive for loftier planes then.

Still,

"So what then?" Noah queried, his brow furrowing gradually, "If not perfection, what alternative?"

Confusion gripped him.

Perfection had guided him for some time, and now, in this unforeseen setting before an unimaginable figure...his entire outlook on it twisted dramatically.

"You're aiming too distant." Light dismissed with a shrug, "Simply embrace these lives as they unfold. Revel, grieve, weep, chuckle, despise, and even slay

as needed. Just live out your narrative." "And the conclusion?"

"Would you ruin your own finale for yourself? That hardly seems enjoyable, my friend."

"You believe I author my own end?"

"If not you, then who?"

Noah grew quiet briefly, then exhaled, rolling his eyes at Light,

"You've muddled me just to spout nonsense!"

"Hey, it's not my doing if my words elude you, my friend!" Light shot back, justifying himself, "At least ponder it—I'm offering wisdom on life!"

"Just be quiet and brief me on the Principality."

Noah's expression turned grave.

"What details do you seek about Him?"

"How did he perish?"

"Naturally, he was slain. That fool ranked as the greatest idiot I ever knew!"

Noah tilted his head, "By whom?"

"Whom?" Light grinned oddly. He paused, scanning the women who eyed him with a mix of intrigue and ire.

"You wouldn't recognize him." Light stated, "Yet he's infamous in these parts."

"Name him."

"The Merchant."

-End of chapter 480-