Chapter 153

Chapter 153: Chapter 153: Frozen Maiden of Hell Chapter 153 – Frozen Maiden of Hell As Noah sat on his throne, every beast in his realm bowed before him.

His wives stood nearby, each of them watching him closely, their eyes filled with different thoughts, different emotions.

And Noah understood.

He understood their worries.

He understood the struggles each of them carried.

But—

"You have no reason to worry."

He snapped his fingers.

Instantly, thrones began to appear—smaller than his own, but each uniquely beautiful. One formed beside every woman. Silently, they all sat, facing him.

"You already know I’ve become something new. A new race. And I’m its progenitor—the first of my kind."

freёwebnoѵel.com The women nodded.

"And I want you all to be part of that race. With me."

He paused.

"I know this might seem obvious, but I’ll ask anyway: is anyone against changing their race into mine?"

His eyes shifted, specifically toward two of them—Elira and Elizabeth. They were special cases. Elira was a true Soul Dragon. Elizabeth, a Celestial.

Their races weren’t just titles—they were power, legacy.

Noah wouldn’t force them to be Elysiari. That’s why he asked.

But his concern was unnecessary.

Deeply so.

Elira smiled as she met his gaze.

"I’ll be whatever you want me to be, my dear. I want to be part of you and also one of the first of your race. This kind of opportunity doesn’t come twice."

She knew as a being of the dragons race.

The first dragons, the original dragons...they are nothing like the dragons of today.

And Elizabeth followed, her eyes sharpening with intensity.

"You know me by now. I’ll do anything you ask of me."

Her voice lowered, but the conviction behind it was absolute.

"Because I love you more than anything. After all you saved me from eternal slavery and helped me know who I am."

For once, Yuki didn’t say anything. Neither did Sophie, Selene, Neko, or Ester. They were surprised—not by Elizabeth’s devotion, but by the sheer depth of it.

Selene, though, smiled to herself.

’I like this girl,’ she thought. ’I think we’ll get along well.’

Noah smiled, content.

He will never stop saying this, but he was a very lucky guy.

’System, I have an idea.’

[What kind of idea, Host?]

’What if I made each of them a progenitor as well? Not of the whole race like me, but of their own concept. Like... my mother would become the progenitor of all Ice-type Elysiari. The race would diversify through them.’

’They’d each represent a concept I already hold. That way, my race gains depth—and they each gain a unique identity within it. But in the end they all come from me, and my power will be unmatched.’

The system paused for a moment, calculating.

[That’s an excellent idea, Host.]

Noah grinned. This would give each of his women power, influence, and significance within the race. They wouldn’t just follow—they’d lead.

In that way he will not have to lead so many people, just his women.

He turned to his mother.

"Come here, Mother."

Selene didn’t hesitate. She stood, walked to him boldly, and sat on his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Starting with me, huh, my dear baby?" she said with a smirk.

Noah gave a small nod, ignoring the jealous glares from the others for his own sanity.

"I want to give you this first."

He opened his hand. A glowing fragment of ice floated above his palm, radiating an aura so strong it had to be sealed by layers of barriers.

Elira and Selene’s eyes widened. Even Shadeva looked shocked.

An origin fragment. A piece of raw creation. Divine beings would wage war for something like this—yet Noah was handing it to his mother like it was a gift.

Shadeva couldn’t hide her reaction this time.

She had watched Noah shift from pure ambition to something deeper—family. And for someone like her, a woman built around love and loyalty, this hit home.

And you must know, the only way to gain the love of family person, is to be the same as them.

So—

[Shadeva’s feelings for you have reached 60%.]

A crack has been found.

She sighed in quiet surrender.

Noah saw the notification and raised an eyebrow, amused—but for now, he focused on Selene.

"You’ll fuse with this origin. I don’t know what you’ll become... but you will be stronger. And at the end of it, you’ll be part of my race."

He paused.

"It’s going to hurt. A lot."

Selene didn’t flinch.

"I’m ready."

Noah smiled and hurled the fragment forward.

"Ultimate Fusion."

A white dome instantly appeared, covering Selene. Inside, groans echoed—low, pained, controlled. She was doing everything she could not to scream.

This wasn’t some basic transformation. This was the power of a universal origin. Even a fragment could reshape a being entirely.

Minutes passed.

Then the dome shattered.

Noah raised a hand and snapped his fingers.

Immediately, twenty layers of nullifying barriers formed around Selene.

He looked around the throne chamber and sighed.

In a single moment, half the space had been frozen over—walls, pillars, the floor, all covered in ice. The other women would’ve been caught in it if Elira hadn’t protected them.

"Control your aura, Mother," Noah said as he dispelled the barriers.

Selene stood tall. Her entire form had changed.

Her hair and eyes were now a gleaming silver. Her skin had turned pale, almost translucent. She was taller, her body more defined and radiant.

A tattoo marked her palm—a snowflake, intricate and glowing faintly.

Even with her aura suppressed, her presence sent chills through the room.

"You’re stunning," Noah said, genuinely impressed.

"What did you become?"

Selene smiled.

"I’m no longer just human. I’m a Nivaryn—a perfect blend of human and Ice Being."

She stepped forward slightly, still adjusting to the new form.

"I’m the first of my kind, in Laeh. My ice affinity has reached Transformation+ rank. I gained a new physique: Frozen Maiden of Hell."

"A bloodline: Holder of Ice."

"And my talent... has evolved to Ex-Unique rank: Maiden of Icy Death."

Silence followed.

Clicking tongues. A few narrowed eyes.

The other women were trying not to show it, but they were shocked. And jealous.

Noah chuckled and raised a hand.

"There are many types of origins out there," he said. "So don’t worry. I’ll find them all."

"You’ll all become holders of origin."

"And me?"

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He smirked wider.

Selene looked at her son and smiled, shaking her head.

She understood him too well.

If Noah really pulled this off...

If he found origins, gave them to each of them, and then absorbed that power back multiplied by ten thousand...

Better not to finish the thought.

Some things were better left unsaid.

—End of Chapter 153—