[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-harem-stealer-reborn-with-the-god-tier-sharing-s":3,"chapter-harem-stealer-reborn-with-the-god-tier-sharing-s-harem-stealer-reborn-with-the-god-tier-sharing-s-chapter-228":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Harem Stealer: Reborn with the God-Tier Sharing System",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},767213,1014,"Chapter 228: The Disciple of Noah","harem-stealer-reborn-with-the-god-tier-sharing-s-chapter-228",228,"\u003Cp>Chapter 228 – The Disciple of Noah\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, while Noah was busy fucking Justicia senseless, his subordinates—scattered across the Shadow Realm—had finally finished their mission.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had worked for three years. Three whole years away from their homes, their families, and their own world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three years of struggling to adapt, to blend, to become invisible among the shadows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three years of constant battles, of navigating the slippery, violent politics of entire domains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three years of relentless espionage and wearing masks—sometimes literally—among creatures that reeked of corruption and madness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three years spent living with the presence of an Original’s breath constantly crawling down their spine like a silent noose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All in all...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had been three years of transformation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three years that had hardened each of them. Changed them. Matured them beyond their own expectations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They could all feel it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The time to return was near.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mortis’s Domain — Territory of Dusk\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the main castle dominating the entire territory, Eric—though no one here called him that anymore—sat within a lavish room that screamed absurd, decadent luxury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And when I say luxurious... I mean, truly luxurious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bed, the floor, the ceiling, the walls—every surface was made from the skin of a Supreme-Rank Shadow King Beast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Elephantclaw of Depth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A beast so powerful, so ancient, and so rare that barely anyone had seen it in person—let alone slain it. Yet here, its remains decorated a single man’s room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duskworn’s room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Duskworn himself? He sat there calmly on the bed, pale hand resting lightly over his chest, his mind adrift in thought like this had all become normal to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And maybe it had.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all—it had been three years since he took up residence here. Three years since Aerica Dusk made him her Champion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’I’ve really been lucky to be chosen by her,’ Eric thought, eyes half-lidded in a mix of contentment and reflection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lay on the softest part of the bed, staring at the ceiling, remembering the day he was selected... and everything that followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Truthfully? It hadn’t been bad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact—it had been wonderful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since becoming her Champion, all he did was train, grow, and fight other Commanders’ Champions. And he wasn’t tossed into those battles blind. Aerica herself had trained him. Personally. Intensively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She gave him everything he needed—and more. SSS-rank skills rained down on him like candy. Arcane secrets whispered like bedtime stories. Forbidden manuals placed in his hand without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three years ago, he was nothing more than a peak S-rank mortal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now Eric was a SSS rank being. Just a step away from a Supreme.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smiled faintly as he raised one pale hand into the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t channel mana. He didn’t chant. He didn’t even move a finger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet—shadows bloomed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thick, rolling wave of darkness filled the room, as if responding to his very breath. They surged to his hand, wrapped around it, twisted into a vortex of motion... and then began to compress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in seconds, above his palm floated a flower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A shadow-made flower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its petals were wide and soft-looking, trumpet-shaped, made of nothing but shadow—yet they glowed with a gentle, silvery-white hue. Elegant. Pure. Radiating a strange and haunting serenity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Duskflower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flower that had only ever bloomed in one place: Aerica’s territory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because it had only existed for three years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because Eric had created it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’I made it... for her,’ he thought, lips curling with a quiet grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because he’d picked up a few things after spending enough time under Noah’s influence. Especially one of Noah’s more... dangerous traits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His flirty, shameless trait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To survive in this world, to gather information, to gain power—Eric had used everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His charm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His empathy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His cocky smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yes... his body, when necessary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He seduced a Divine. A being far above mortals in every way. He didn’t plan to—but it worked. And once it started working... he kept going.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, when Noah is your role model, you don’t fear impossible conquests.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eric still remembered asking Noah how he succeeded in seducing Sophie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Noah had laughed and replied, \"I made her a blue ice lotus and she fell for me like I was her prince riding a blue dragon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said it like a joke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it stuck with Eric.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That seed of inspiration bloomed into a literal flower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, a flower wasn’t enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Eric leaned into the intimacy they shared during training. He became someone constant. Someone supportive. Someone close.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because even goddesses get lonely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even a Divine like Aerica, for all her power, had no one to call a companion. No one to lean on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the first person she treated not as a subordinate... but as a partner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had been difficult. So damn difficult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was a Divine. He was just a mortal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But maybe that was why it worked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, there’s something intoxicating about the forbidden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Divine falling for a mortal?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Commander loving her own subordinate?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t explicitly forbidden, but it was certainly frowned upon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And forbidden things... always tempt the most.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially if the mortal in question was relentless. Gentle. Charming. And... clever enough to know exactly how to be irreplaceable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And so, eventually...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My dear...\" a soft, sultry voice murmured beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eric didn’t even need to turn. But he did—just to see her beautiful face again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aerica.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She approached and lay down beside him on the massive bed, head resting against his chest as she stared at the Duskflower above his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You still haven’t told me how you thought of that flower,\" she said with curiosity lacing her smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eric chuckled softly. \"I picked the idea up from a friend of mine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aerica blinked. That... was new.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He never spoke of his past. Or anyone from his life before her. She leaned closer, her finger tracing soft circles on his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’ve never told me about any of your people. Tell me... what kind of friend is he?\" she asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If anyone from Dusk Territory walked in now—they’d assume they were hallucinating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Divine—lying like a lover beside a mortal? Stroking him gently? Asking questions like an enamored girlfriend?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unbelievable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eric paused, trying to find the words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Noah was too many things. Unpredictable. Brilliant. Terrifying. Ridiculous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t even sure there were proper words to describe him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So in the end, Eric just spoke the first thing that came to his mind instinctively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He... is an abomination.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And at those words—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aerica’s eyes widened instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She bolted upright, her body trembling slightly, her gaze fixed on Eric like a hawk locked onto prey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What did you just say?\" she asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice... was not soft anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—End of Chapter 228—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A\u002FN:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t be afraid...give all your power stones and golden tickets guys.\u003C\u002Fp>",1138,"2026-06-03T02:37:05.589Z",1,"novelbin.me","a32ef622094eca7d9f4813d37f207ab2025579767ccfdc1da9dcc307acc7031d","harem-stealer-reborn-with-the-god-tier-sharing-s-chapter-229","harem-stealer-reborn-with-the-god-tier-sharing-s-chapter-227",518,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fharem-stealer-reborn-with-the-god-tier-sharing-s-cover.jpg"]