Harem Stealer: Reborn with the God-Tier Sharing System Chapter 514 - Luminara

"Has my hour of judgment arrived at last?" Luminara questioned, her voice cold and detached.

Yet, in Noah's perception, the divine beast was visibly trembling, her gaze fixed on him with a mixture of terror and flickering hope.

He was fully aware of it. Upon manifesting, Luminara’s initial instinct had been to scan the surrounding area, only for her expression to darken with disappointment when she failed to find what she sought.

It required no genius to identify the person she had been hunting for. Noah met her inquiry with a wry, knowing smile.

"How could I pass judgment against family?" Noah replied.

Laeh observed the scene with composure. She leaned back, pressing firmly against Noah’s chest, her arms folded as she watched Luminara with a neutral gaze.

Having never formed a strong bond with the divine beast, the Will of the World cared far more about simply basking in her brother’s presence.

Consequently, she reached out to pull Noah’s arms around her, obscuring her face until only her mesmerizing eyes remained visible.

A profound wave of contentment washed over her, prompting a foolish, satisfied smile.

Noah allowed her to remain, his focus remaining locked on Luminara.

"Am I truly considered family now?" Luminara retorted with a sharp edge. "Because this is hardly how one treats kin."

Shaking her head, she added, "None of you ever truly accepted me as one of your own. What was my transgression?" Her frame trembled noticeably.

"Confess to me, Noah. Where did I falter? I was tasked by the very entity that saved me from total annihilation! I fulfilled that obligation! I did everything necessary to discharge my debt!"

Laeh frowned slightly as the divine beast raised her voice toward her brother. She hovered on the edge of intervening, but opted for restraint, unwilling to overstep.

"Tsk," she murmured to herself.

"I grasp your position, Luminara," Noah said, letting out a breath. "In truth, I do not hold you at fault. However, you must refrain from disparaging your daughter, my mother, or my wives for the decisions they made."

"Explain yourself," Luminara growled.

"Our perspectives were fundamentally different," he continued, indifferent to her hostility. "You saw the truth of my mother’s nature. You understood she was merely a fragment of another soul. You knew that regardless of her growth, she would never be her own person—not truly."

Noah fell silent, watching as Luminara turned her full attention toward him, her eyes wavering like a disturbed pool.

"That is why you felt so justified in surrendering her to Mother Maryam. You had witnessed the moment of her creation. You knew her core essence. But we remained in the dark."

He offered a shrug. "Do you see? To us, Selene Weaverheart was just Selene Weaverheart. She wasn't Maryam’s vessel, crafted merely to watch over a son. Is it any wonder we turned against you once you chose to sacrifice the person we had all grown to cherish?"

‘So that was her logic,’ Laeh thought, playfully nibbling the hand Noah had placed across her face. ‘Maryam and Selene are distinct yet identical. And both possess a boundless love for Noah. Fascinating. My brother is truly adored. Or perhaps this is simply the specific love a mother holds?’

Her curiosity piqued, Laeh resolved to observe the mothers within her own world with greater scrutiny.

Meanwhile, Luminara looked downward, keeping her head low. She had no retort, fully acknowledging the weight of Noah’s words.

To her, Selene had been a mere extension of her benefactor. To the Vaelgrim, she had been Selene Weaverheart. Nothing more, nothing less.

That divide in perception had inevitably driven a wedge between her and the Vaelgrim, exacerbated by the fact that they had never been close to begin with.

Was that not always the way of the world?

Two souls viewing the same reality through contrasting lenses rarely achieve harmony. While possible, it requires such immense wisdom to respect another’s values, goals, and philosophies while disagreeing without animosity.

It is not about arguing; it is about acceptance.

After all, one cannot convince a fly that honey is superior to refuse. Some natures are fixed.

But a being of Noah’s stature could comprehend why the fly preferred the decay.

Beyond mere intellectual understanding, Noah possessed the compassion to mend the wounds caused by such conflicting outlooks.

And so, he devoted himself to healing broken hearts, and in doing so, restoring fractured lives.

"Neko misses you."

The words caused Luminara to snap her head up instantly. A faint light ignited within her eyes. Hope was beginning to kindle, steady and sure.

The divine beast gazed at him with a silent plea, praying that she wasn't misinterpreting his words through the lens of her own exhaustion.

Fortunately, it was no hallucination.

"Neko still misses you, Luminara," Noah repeated. "Not only her. My mother Selene misses you as well. You have remained by her side since the very moment of her inception. You sheltered her, directed her, and served as her anchor when the path grew steep and the light seemed to fade into shadow."

Noah smiled. "You committed a gentle oversight that was hardly a true failing. We are all prone to error. I certainly am, and I have found forgiveness. Why should you be denied the same?"

"Is it truly possible?" Luminara asked, her voice timid.

"Of course."

"Do they desire my return?"

"Why would they not? They grasp your circumstances. Neko, in particular, carries deep regret regarding her treatment of you. I believe the two of you require a conversation."

"Oh, no! She must not feel such things," Luminara protested, struggling to suppress both tears and a smile as she dipped her head. "The fault is mine alone. I acknowledge it. I shall offer my apologies, to her and to all of them."

Noah offered an approving nod.

"This time," he added, "I expect you to remain close to us."

Luminara froze, a sudden, dire recollection surfacing in her mind.

"I... I..." the confession caught in her throat before she finally forced it out. "I remain tied to the Progenitor of Divine Beasts. He... he is hunting for me. Given the current instability of the universe, he will eventually descend himself, Noah."

Panic began to take hold of her. "I must go!"

"The Eye of the Progenitor." Noah’s calm, level voice cut through her unraveling nerves. "Is that what you are?"

She gave a slow nod. "Yes."

"Fascinating," Noah mused. "Even the eye of a Progenitor can evolve to form its own distinct existence, becoming something entirely unique."

"It is... it is not so simple. I am an anomaly. I have no concept of how I came to be," Luminara admitted.

"It is of no consequence," Noah stated, finally releasing Laeh and rising to his feet, ignoring the groan and pout from his sister.

He strode across the crimson cloud until he reached the beautiful cat, crouching down to cradle her in his arms. Luminara shivered, caught off guard; never before had Noah held her with such intimacy.

Her body relaxed beneath his touch, and she gazed up at her son-in-law with an expression bordering on peace.

"The obstacle is the bond linking you to the Progenitor. A connection deeper than most, as you literally function as his eye. Yet, there remains a resolution, Luminara."

"What resolution?" Her voice trembled. She couldn't determine if it was due to being held by Noah or the prospect of liberation from the Progenitor. Perhaps it was both.

Noah did not leave her in suspense.

"It is within my power to alter your very structure, Luminara," he promised. "You will no longer serve as the eye of that Progenitor. You will become something else. Something entirely mine."

Luminara’s heart skipped. The world suddenly fell silent, leaving only the unfairly handsome son-in-law standing before her.

‘Oh no,’ she thought, recognizing this terrifying yet intoxicating pattern all too well.

As if reading her very thoughts, Noah smiled and parted his lips, uttering the words that would remain engraved in Luminara’s heart, mind, and soul until the end of time.

"Tell me," Noah asked, pulling her closer, "which part of my essence do you wish to be remade from?"