Harem Stealer: Reborn with the God-Tier Sharing System
Chapter 239: Genesis | Epithet

Chapter 239: Chapter 239: Genesis | Epithet

Chapter 239 – Genesis | Epithet

"Care to give it to me, Akashic?" Noah asked calmly as he looked at the sky, as if he were seeing things no one else could.

But in truth... he was seeing nothing.

He wasn’t even remotely at a level where he could perceive or sense the Records—not yet. Hell, not even the Progenitor could.

But Noah spoke anyway.

Because he wanted to.

Because he believed he could.

So he waited, expecting something.

And indeed—

{You have all the tools to elevate the Records’ affinity by yourself, Noah.}

The Records responded, its voice dripping with an unsettling familiarity as it addressed him—not as a World Dominator, not as a Divine, not even by his True Name.

It called him simply—Noah.

Like his wives.

Like those closest to him.

It should have raised some eyebrows.

It should have made him pause, even worry.

But Noah... had already been caught by something else entirely.

’I can do it myself?’

’How?’

His mind began combing through every ability he possessed, searching.

He sifted through his affinities.

Creation?

He tilted his head slightly.

’No... it doesn’t feel like that.’

Creation was about making something—but what he needed now was to elevate an existing affinity.

He moved on from his affinities and shifted focus to his unique powers.

His Domain—The Genesis.

A domain he unlocked at Supreme Rank.

And his Authority—Epithet.

As soon as those two came to mind, Noah’s eyes began to glow with understanding.

Genesis means The Beginning.

Something that existed before time.

Just like a part of his True Name—Nytherion, The Breath Before Time.

And Epithet?

It was the power of words. But more precisely, it was the power to give things names

Just like the second half of his True Name—

Il’Varethos, The Name That Names All.

It was like his Intent—but at a far higher level.

Because now, anything Noah named, in any way or form...would never disappear and would never be forgotten.

That was his Authority.

That was what the Records deemed worthy of him.

The ability to name everything between heaven and earth.

But he was still limited by his rank.

He could only name beings up to two ranks higher than himself.

Which was still incredibly high.

Because his rank now was World Dominator.

All of Laeh was under his rule.

People across the world worshipped him.

Most of his women were at Mythic rank as they have some influence over Laeh.

Only a few were at Supreme rank or lower—Ester, Sari, Christelle, Red, Justicia, and Emily—because their influence on Laeh was minimal. Not yet worth mentioning.

As for Luminara?

That Divine Beast hardly left Selene’s side.

She rarely ever moved or acted.

A strange behavior but none questioned her.

All of this context mattered.

All of it framed the level Noah had reached... and the tools he possessed.

And among those tools, only Authority seemed like it could elevate his affinity with the Records.

So Noah didn’t hesitate.

He closed his eyes—

And entered a deep, near-unreachable level of concentration.

The moment he did...

The very fabric of space began to ripple—like a tidal wave spreading through water.

Then a thought came to him.

’Why not combine Domain and Authority to improve my chance of success?’

So he did.

"The Genesis."

Instantly, a blank, endless space erupted around him, enveloping his training room.

Nothing existed within it.

Only stillness. Only blankness.

Then—

’I am the Akashic Records,’ Noah thought.

His domain rippled.

Colors bloomed. Shapes flickered into form.

But immediately... everything turned blank again.

Noah frowned.

His domain could create anything. It could reflect anything—as long as he had knowledge of it.

But the Akashic Records?

He didn’t understand them.

So his domain couldn’t mirror them.

’But I don’t need to understand the Records...’

’I just want the part of them that lets me elevate affinities.’

And from all his experience with them, he could already guess how it worked.

You did something worthy—

They rewarded you.

So then, to elevate his Records affinity...

’Maybe I need to create something that surpasses even EX-Unique rank?’

But that was too troublesome.

He didn’t even know what lay above that.

So instead—

"I’ll name myself," he said quietly.

"A title. Something tied to Records."

Once his decision set, he tried again.

’I can elevate my own affinity after an achievement.’

The blank space around him pulsed.

Now, it shifted—becoming deep blue, with streaks of gold threading through the sky.

A throne appeared beneath him.

It was blurry and ethereal.

Impossible to define.

But it was there.

Noah didn’t question it. He simply sat.

And as he did—

He instinctively felt it.

He now had the power to elevate an affinity.

He smirked.

Then—

"Epithet."

He spoke his Authority aloud.

You might expect a dramatic aura to explode around him. You might expect thunder, lightning, a divine ripple through time.

But instead...

Nothing.

No sound.

No pressure.

No pulse.

It was as if Noah had simply... whispered a word.

But that couldn’t be more wrong.

Because something was there.

Something alien.

Something so bizarre, even Perception couldn’t track it.

It was outside the concept of time.

It was outside the concept of awareness itself.

It simply was.

But Noah felt it, his Authority was active.

And so he moved—

"I give myself the Title: The Scholar of Records."

The moment he said it—

He changed.

It was subtle.

But he felt it.

He now had more insight into the Records affinity.

As if he had studied it for years.

It wasn’t huge.

Barely noticeable, even.

But Records wasn’t like any other affinity.

Even a small increase meant everything.

And then—

A voice echoed in the space around him.

His voice.

But it wasn’t him who spoke.

It was his domain itself.

"DING! Achievement in affinity spotted."

"Rewards: Records affinity elevated to S Rank."

Just like that, Noah felt it.

His affinity for Records had risen from A rank to S rank.

He smiled.

"I just need—"

{Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!}

He was cut off by the Records themselves.

{Fascinating!}

{You have elevated your own Records affinity in a way never done before.}

{Title received: The Scholar of The Records.}

{Your affinity to Records has been elevated to SSS Rank.}

{Congratulations, Noah.}

—End of Chapter 239—