Chapter 118
Harem Stealer: Reborn with the God-Tier Sharing System
Chapter 118: Chapter 118: The Weight of what we hide Chapter 118: The Weight of what we hide Zara looked at Noah with her black, emotionless eyes.
"Who said it was Belzebuth?" she asked quietly.
At her question, Noah gave an awkward smile. "Donât tell me itâs not him, please. That would be too embarrassing after everything I just said." He said in a slightly embarrassing tone.
For the first time since the incident with Neko, Zara smiledâjust slightly. She found this Noah more...human and relatable.
"Itâs him," she confirmed, amusement flickering in her voice. "I just wanted to give you a taste of what you always do to the rest of us."
[Zaraâs affection for you has reached 35%.]
After so much effort, her affection had risen by 5%. A small increaseâbut progress nonetheless.
Noah chuckled softly. "I figured it was him. But... what exactly did he do to you? Iâm still in the dark here."
He leaned forward, voice softer. "And knowing thatâit helps me understand how to help, how to act."
Zaraâs fingers tightened slightly, her hands clenching in her lap. Telling him meant opening herself up completelyârevealing the most painful, vulnerable parts of her life. The things that had shaped her into the cold, guarded person she was now.
She trembled faintly at that thought.
She canât do that.
Noahâs chest tightened at the sight. He didnât like seeing Zara like this. So without thinking, without hesitation, he stepped forwardâand wrapped his arms around her.
"Y-YELPâ!"
Zara yelped in shock, her eyes going wide as his arms locked around her. Immediately, she began to struggle. "Youâyouâwhat are you doing?! Let go of me right now!!"
Her voice cracked, emotions spilling out uncheckedârare for someone like her. It was chaos inside her chest, and she had no idea how to handle it.
Because she had never experienced things like this.
"Shhh..."
Noah gently shushed her, his arms tightening.
"Stop struggling. Iâm not letting go... so you may as well calm down and accept it."
His voice was calm, unshakable.
"I didnât know you were the type to force yourself on women!" Zara snapped, still wriggling in his arms. "Let me go, Noah Weaverheart!"
But her strength was nothing compared to his. After several minutes of exhausting herself, Zara finally gave up. She sagged in his arms, stiff but no longer fighting.
Noah smiled softly.
"I donât know what youâve been through," he murmured near her ear. "But I can guess it wasnât easy. And I know you donât want to talk about itânot because you canât, but because youâre scared. Scared of reliving it. Scared of showing weakness."
Zaraâs body trembled.
"But, Zara... youâre not alone."
Her breath hitched.
"You have Neko. You even have Alice. And you have me."
He smiled gently.
"You might not particularly like me right now. But I like you. And Iâm not after your affection just for the sake of it."
Many would think Noah was just collecting women for power, for prestige. And yes, there was some truth to thatâbut it was never just that. Like his system reminded him, staying with a woman he didnât care about would eventually become unbearable.
Every woman he pursuedâhe genuinely wanted them. And even if it seemed like he neglected them sometimes... it was never his choice. He was only one man. He couldnât be everywhere at once.
A problem he had to solve eventually.
But for nowâ
"So donât shut yourself off," he whispered gently to Zara "Let yourself be loved."
"Donât hide behind that power of yours. Because if you keep numbing your feelings... one day, you wonât be able to turn them back on."
"And honestlyâthatâs dangerous. Humans are creatures of emotion. Without them... whatâs left, Zara?"
"You need fear to overcome it and grow. You need love to know how to love back and how to appreciate others and yourself. You need courage and determination to face your challenges."
He paused.
"You need emotions to feel aliveânot just to be alive."
"So, dear Zara... open yourself to us. You know we wonât disappoint you. Neko wonât. Alice wonât."
"...And I wonât."
His arms tightened, warmer, more tender.
And this timeâZara couldnât stop herself.
This time... she didnât want to.
Her carefully buried emotions erupted.
She broke.
"He took everything from me Noah. Everything. And he refuse to give it back."
Tears flooded down her face, her chest heaving with sobs. For the first time in years, she allowed herself to cry. Hard. Even harder than Neko.
Because she had been holding it all in for far too long.
Noah simply held her. No words. Just presence. Just the silent promise:
Iâm here. So cry. Let it out.
And Zara did. Not for an hour.
For the entire night.
Trulyâburying your feelings was dangerous. Because when you finally reach your limit... you break beneath the weight of everything you tried to ignore.
A dangerous, shattering thing.
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Meanwhileâ
In a distant chamber, Isac and Albert stood before a throne.
On it sat a manâno, a demonâso bloated the throne itself seemed to strain beneath him. His jet-black hair and eyes were unremarkable, but the aura he radiated was anything but ordinary.
Beside him lay a mountain of food, which he devoured as casually as breathing.
"Nom nom nom... How was your journey?" Belzebuth asked between mouthfuls.
Isac and Albert grimaced. Not only was the demon lordâs aura suffocating, but it was nearly impossible to understand him through the nonstop chewing.
Still, Isac forced himself to listen. "It... it went well."
Belzebuth squinted. "Were you supposed to come see me?" He asked. After all he didnât remember having to meet these two lowly humans.
Isac clenched his fists. "We deeply apologize, Demon Lord Belzebuth. But we had no other choice. Our lives are at risk, and weâve come to ask you to accelerate the process."
He bowed deeply. Not only him, Albert too.
Isac and Albertâthe princes of Castria, heir to the human domain throneâbowed deeply, their head almost touching the ground.
Two proud human nobles, bowing before a demon.
Humiliating.
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But they didnât care. Their hearts were set.
They wanted the throne.
And if that meant colluding with demons... with Belzebuth, the most gluttonous and troublesome of all demon lords...
So be it.
"Please," Isac whispered. "Give us power."
"Power to kill that monster."
Belzebuth gazed down at themâand a slow, wicked grin stretched across his face.
What a delicious sight. Two human princes, groveling before him.
He threw his head backâ
And laughed.
Loud. Boisterous. Insatiable.
âEnd of Chapter 118â