Harem Stealer: Reborn with the God-Tier Sharing System

Chapter 477 - Light of Mercy

In Dark Time, the Eye Begin to See.

Those words, as if they came down from the light of the universe itself, ignited the very Seed of Mercy Noah had given to Premier.

The effect, coupled with his own understanding of Mercy, created something unprecedented in all the history of the Universe.

Premier's body was shining so brightly it hurt to look at him. And that even for Foxy and Fated.

They gasped in surprise, hurriedly standing up then taking a couple of steps back, watching with nervous anticipation.

Each one of them knew what was happening.

"He succeeded!" Foxy cried, tears of joy trickling as she forced her eyes through the thick curtain of crimson light, wishing to witness the rebirth of her brother.

Fated was at her side, equally mesmerized by the ongoing event.

But more than that, there was something inside her that was reacting with the light wrapping around Premier.

The power erupting from her big brother was eerily similar to the ones Origins naturally obtained after their conscious birth.

The attribute was different, but the scent and foundation were the

same.

But how was it even possible?

Fated's muscles tightened, her throat dry, not believing her own deduction. But as if sensing the same thing as her, Destiny and Caus popped into the room, eyes transfixed on Premier.

Foxy noticed their strangely twisted faces, but at that moment her

mind was too busy taking care of the wind of joy ruffling her whole

existence.

"Finally!" She almost shouted, hands balling into fists.

Meanwhile, Premier Vaelgrim was literally getting reborn. Not in the same way his father did, but in a very philosophical and conscious

way.

At that instant, as the light weaved around his body, cocooning his existence like a mother's tender hug, Premier felt like a serpent shedding its skin in order to become a True Dragon.

He felt everything of him change in a qualitative way; his power of Mercy increasing steadily but surely.

But Mercy was not his only power.

End, too, was his. And thanks to the advancement of Mercy, his End enjoyed the ride, transforming into a deeper and better version of itself.

Premier didn't know how much time had passed since the beginning of the process. But he had felt his body decompose numerous times before rebuilding itself again.

Soon enough, he felt the Light of Enlightenment receding inside of him, and with that the end of the transformation began to peek through the groggy awakening mind of Premier.

Foxy, Fated, Destiny and Caus approached their big brother as the intensity of the light diminished.

Their steps were hesitant, especially for the Origins siblings, still unsure about how to act and what was going on.

The Firstborn of Noah flickered his eyes open, showing a pair of white irises with crimson pupils shaped like cupped hands in prayer.

That simple act caused his siblings to recoil a step back, their hearts feeling like bowing in mercy towards Premier.

They all restrained those feelings born from Premier's natural presence.

But the man himself had no mind to spare for them, his eyes glued to the notifications of The Records flashing with blazing crimson color.

[Premier Vaelgrim, Firstborn of Noah, you have achieved something never before seen under the heavens.]

[Something even your father, The Glorious Prince, didn't achieve.]

Premier's heart skipped a beat at those words.

[Your Mercy affinity has sublimated, reaching the level of a Sub-Origin Concept through a series of events.]

[You have gained a new title.]

[New Title: Light of Mercy]

[You have gained a Blessing.]

[LOGOS Blessing: Cupped Hands of Mercy.]

Premier's pupils glowed, and for a moment - just a fleeting instant -

all the mercy of the universe was inside his hand, at the tips of his

fingers, for him to do as he pleased.

Yet that feeling disappeared just as quickly as it appeared.

And Premier lost consciousness, his existence adjusting to the overwhelming blessing and power he had just received.

All of that while his siblings were beside him, watching in real time the

birth of something abnormal.

The birth of the Light. And whenever there was Light, there was

Mercy.

And whenever there was Mercy...

Premier Vaelgrim was there.

Thus,

HE was born.

Meanwhile, Soleil and Rue suddenly appeared in the spot where

Sunny was situated.

But Sunny was no more, the Will of the World, having succumbed to the Dream of Lhysta, now found itself integrated within the Dream.

Now Lhysta's power increased higher, her Dream World taking one more step ahead, causing the current situation of both Soleil and Rue

to worsen deeply.

Soleil was bleeding from all sides, a deep ghastly gash running down his head, showing a glimpse of his alien brain made of suns.

He stood there, weightless in the void, his body trembling in

scorching anger.

Rue Octave, beside him, decided to stay silent.

The man himself was miraculously ignored during the battle,

receiving nothing but some light wounds as collateral damage. He was looking at Soleil, but his eyes were strange.

It was no longer the usual fear, awe and respect.

No, not at all.

It was the eyes of hatred, scorn and deeply rooted resentment. Something about them felt old and alien, and it was constantly switching as if the emotions were not his.

Rue knew those feelings were not his. But did he?

Because if that was the case, why did he have those blurry memories

of him talking with other beings about how to kill Soleil and obtain his

Origin?

Wasn't he the one who participated eagerly?

Rue was puzzled, and his restless thoughts stopped abruptly at the

cold voice of Soleil.

"Axis of Sun, Third Ladder - Sun of Renaissance."

A bright gold-white sun spawned behind him, then entered inside

Soleil's body, fusing with him and healing his wounds in one scoop. Steam of white light erupted from him, hissing and spitting. During the process, Soleil's mind ran in dizzying circles, wondering what he should do.

He was tasked by Law to go to the low east of the universe in urgency,

but with what had happened just now, Soleil needed to deliver the

warning.

But knowing now the danger of the Dreamspawn with their annoying

power, he was reluctant to let the situation of the low east worsen,

especially now that his uncle Apollo was free; with him and the Light-Touched surely having some sort of agreement.

It was dangerous. And his mother was nowhere to be seen.

Soleil cursed, his sun-like eyes rotating furiously and continuously.

That was then that Rue's body twitched, making Soleil finally notice the man.

His eyes brightened slightly with an idea. He immediately grabbed the shoulders of Rue Octave tightly, his grip worse than a hawk's, "Listen to me, useless piece of shit." Soleil growled, his mouth spitting scalding air, "You will immediately go to the main world of the Celestial, Luminary, and deliver all you have seen to the Light-Touched."

"Do you hear me?"

Rue nodded gingerly, "Y-Yes!"

"I swear, Rue Octave," Soleil continued, the shoulders of Rue melting

into molten flesh within his hands, "if you disappoint me again I will

kill you. I will kill everything and everyone you love dear. I swear it on my name."

Soleil finally released him, then kicked him with a flaming leg in the gut; it creaked, cracked, melted before sending Rue Octave flying like a meteor toward Luminary.

His distant howl of pain ruptured the solemn silence of the void.

Next, Soleil popped his neck, his mind still thinking of the last words that the Dreamspawn had said before disappearing, "Touching the Blessed means touching The One Who Dreams, means

touching The Truth. You don't want to do this, boy. And if you do dare...the whole Dreamspawn's Universe will be on you." "Now I shall go. For your death is not my task. But the task of Mercy!

Oho, I hope you saw that Light. But you cannot; for you have eyes yet you do not see."

Then she disappeared as if she was nothing but a dream that Soleil

had woken up from.

Recalling the words, the Bearer of Sun felt an unhealthy amount of indignation and anger flooding his very existence.

"I will kill them."

He growled.

"I will kill these goddamned Vaelgrim, their souls nothing but ashes."

He disappeared in a wind of ashes, going straight to his task, his

words still echoing behind. "May The Records be my Witness." -End of Chapter 477-