Supreme Harem God System

Chapter 2163: So she’s awake, huh...

[Every single World in the Universe that is even remotely connected to the Supreme Worlds—be prepared,

We are coming for you,

And keep it in your mind—

Your protectors won’t protect you.

Just like they couldn’t protect the Worlds I destroyed today.]

Saying those words, the projection began to flicker; the recording had ended.

Lord Light, who was currently possessing the Light Born’s body, stood absolutely frozen, overwhelmed by what he had just seen.

He opened his mouth, but no words came out—his mind became a mess.

Fifteen Worlds, more than a hundred Light Borns...

He had lost too much in too little time. All this, combined with an open declaration of war like this...

If before, the people took those words lightly—joking and laughing on the matter—now, it was a direct slap on the face of the Supreme Worlds.

High-Level Worlds were destroyed; this was no longer a laughing matter.

The enemy... was strong.

Flicker Flicker Flicker

[A good day to you all.]

While Lord Light was thinking all this, the flickering projection started the same speech again. He narrowed his eyes and saw a small artifact. With a wave of his hand, the artifact appeared in his hand, and with a single look, he understood that this thing was made to run the same recording again and again for hundreds of years.

Crack

Without wasting any time, Lord Light crushed the artifact. It was a particularly simple one to make, one almost any creator could make, so he knew he would get no information regarding the enemy through this.

In the end, Lord Light sighed again and closed his eyes, returning to the temple with a solemn look on his face.

This wasn’t the time to be shocked or lose his calm—it was the time to act.

However, the moment he returned—

[Lord Light—you need to see this!]

[Lord Light!]

[Something happened!]

[They challenged us to War!]

Almost every Light Born he had sent out began reporting the matter through the orb, talking over each other.

Only the Eternal Level Light Borns who were more than a million years old were relatively silent—not because they were calmer or more experienced in matters related to war, but because they knew something was about to happen.

Something big.

And they were right—

It began.

Flicker Flicker Flicker

The light within the Hall of Radiance flickered for the first time in a long, long time.

A soft tremor passed through the marble floor, so faint at first that even the golden inscriptions along the crystal walls did not notice. But then—

Crack

A hairline fracture ran through the base of the only statue in the temple—the statue of the woman carved from sunlight crystal.

Lord Light, seated before the Orb of Communion, froze.

His luminous form turned sharply toward the sound, his golden radiance dimming in disbelief.

Rumble Rumble Rumble

The statue trembled again. This time, the light from its surface flared brighter—too bright, even for the Hall of Radiance.

The Light Inscriptions carved into the walls began to move, glowing faster and faster, circling the statue as though bowing before their true master.

Lord Light stood from his throne of gold, his usually calm aura wavering with awe and fear.

"...I-It’s happening,"

He whispered, his voice trembling.

The air in the Temple thickened; the sacred marble beneath his feet began to glow, cracks of light spreading outward like veins of living gold.

The halo above the hall descended, surrounding the statue in endless radiance.

And then—

The statue’s still face blinked.

Stone turned to flesh, light turned to life, and what once was cold crystal became the most breathtaking being the Universe had ever known.

Seraphielle Light—the Infinity of Light—was awake.

Flap

Her wings unfolded with a whisper—a sound that seemed to resemble the hymn of creation itself.

Each feather gleamed like molten gold, reflecting the very essence of Light’s existence.

Her skin glowed faintly, warm and flawless, like dawn caught in eternal stillness.

Her long and luminous hair cascaded around her in waves of pure light, every strand moving as if it were alive.

And finally—

The woman opened her eyes—eyes that carried the light of millions of golden stars.

Her beauty transcended any race, any form—as if her very existence represented the concept of beauty itself.

She was perfection given shape—the reason the word beauty even existed.

Her golden gown flowed like liquid light, adorned with markings of language most beings wouldn’t recognize.

Every movement she made, even the faintest tilt of her head, sent ripples of Light Energy through the room.

As she hovered above the platform, the halo that once hung above the temple now rested behind her—spinning, brilliant, alive.

"Lady Seraphielle..."

Lord Light fell to one knee instantly, his head bowed in absolute reverence, his light dimming before her radiant presence.

"You have returned."

He whispered, his voice shaking between awe and devotion.

Seraphielle looked down at him. Her gaze remained soft, as if everything that had happened did not have even the slightest impact on her.

The golden light around her shimmered like dawn breaking after endless night.

"Rise."

She spoke.

Her voice was serene—soft, melodic, yet layered with a power that could rewrite existence.

Lord Light stood up at her words, following her command. The divine being nodded ever so slightly until finally, she started looking around.

Millions, if not billions, of years had passed since she was last awakened—when was the last time again?

When she faced Zylarith?

Maybe.

But all that did not matter right now.

First, she needed to understand why she was awake in the first place.

With that thought in her mind, she raised her hand and flicked her fingers. With a gesture as simple as that—

In a room with a ridiculously large table and four incomprehensible entities hovering on each side of the table, one of the entities—the golden-colored one—began to tremble before it flickered out of existence, disappearing from the cosmic room.

And the other three entities that were left—

They all turned towards each other and—

"So she’s awake, huh..."

"Does this mean we will be waking up soon as well?"

"Things are... getting complicated..."