Harem Stealer: Reborn with the God-Tier Sharing System

The journey towards each domain was far from easy—there were many obstacles along the way, sometimes tied to the very terrain itself because of how treacherous and unstable it was, and sometimes it was related to the beasts, creatures born of pure shadow and hunger.

Eric had been moving through the shadows on his way to Mortis's domain ever since he had separated from the girls, but—

What a terrible mistake that had been.

The shadows of the Shadow Realm were not ordinary. They were not just absence of light, no—they were living, breathing things, and many among them were beasts. So when you moved through them like you would back in the normal world…

You woke them up.

And when you did that, well—your situation might just end up like Eric's, who was now surrounded on all sides by shadow beasts in the middle of a forest made of shadows.

The creatures had all kinds of shapes. Some looked like animals, some resembled humans, some were twisted abominations of both, and others… others were so deeply wrong that you couldn't categorize them in any known logic, as if their very form was birthed from nightmares.

What made them beasts wasn't just their form, it was the complete absence of mind. There was no reason, no logic, no restraint—only instinct, hunger, and violence.

"First lesson learned. Never travel through the shadows of this realm if you're not fucking powerful," Eric muttered under his breath as he extended his hand and summoned his weapon—a sleek black sword forged of condensed shadow.

There was no hesitation on his face, no fear, just focus. Deep, unwavering, lethal focus.

The moment the sword appeared in his hand, it was as if a trigger had been pulled. The beasts roared, snarled, and lunged toward him in sync, their claws like blades, their teeth sharpened to deadly points, aiming to tear him apart.

Clank—!

Eric blocked the first strike with his sword, then spun around smoothly, delivering a vicious kick to the neck of the closest beast, sending it flying into the air like a broken doll.

He ducked immediately afterward, just narrowly avoiding a deadly swipe, then changed the grip of his sword mid-motion and drove it upward—right into the belly of the next incoming creature.

Before it even had time to scream, Eric stepped forward and crushed its head under his foot with merciless force, splattering black blood across the shadowy ground.

All of it happened in seconds. And yet, there were still ten more.

"I need to control my shadow mana better…" Eric whispered to himself, realizing with a sharp breath that his reserves were already draining faster than expected.

The beasts had learned from the first exchange—they didn't rush in one by one anymore. No. They attacked him together. All at once.

Seeing that, Eric gave a faint smile.

"Seems like you really are as mindless as they say…"

Then, without wasting another breath, he took his stance—or at least, something that could resemble a stance. He wasn't crouched or poised in a formal form. He simply stood still, his sword held high above his head, the tip of the blade pointed down at the earth.

And as the beasts charged, just a few meters away—

Eric plunged his sword deep into the shadowy ground.

"Shadow Destruction," he whispered, his voice cold and serene like still water before a storm.

And then—

BOOOOOM!

A deep explosion erupted beneath their feet, shattering the forest in a wave of corrupted shadow mana. The detonation engulfed the beasts instantly, vaporizing several and tearing apart the shadow trees nearby. The very ground shook under the force of it.

When the dust settled, Eric looked upon the destruction he had unleashed.

He smiled faintly.

"Not bad," he said softly.

"I might even get u—"

"ROOOOOAAAAAARRRRR!"

A thunderous, deep, mindless roar shattered the air, cutting off his words mid-sentence.

Eric's body immediately tensed at the sound, and a wave of fear began to bloom inside his chest. It wasn't just loud. It was powerful. Primal.

And then, he heard it.

The sound of footsteps—no, of something running.

Something massive was moving at terrifying speed… and it was coming straight for him.

'He's fast. Too fast. He'll catch me before I can react,' Eric thought immediately, and without wasting a second, he took another stance—this time proper, with full form, facing the direction of the incoming threat.

Then he saw it—and cursed instantly.

It was a towering beast made of shadow, its body dripping liquid darkness, and its eyes glowing with blood-red fury. It had a humanoid form, but with a long tail—at the end of which was a sphere of dense, compressed shadow energy.

Its presence alone screamed of danger.

A solid S-rank.

'Manageable,' Eric thought coldly.

The moment the beast entered his field of vision, Eric acted—he didn't hesitate.

A colossal sword of shadow magic materialized above the creature, crashing down toward its head.

At the same time, Eric blinked into the shadows and reappeared behind the beast, thrusting his sword deep into its leg.

And instantly…

A monstrous scream of pain tore through the air as the beast's leg was pierced, black vicious blood gouged out in abundance.

The battle continued on.

…

While Eric was thrusting a blade into a beast—

Noah was also thrusting.

But not a sword.

And not into a beast.

He was buried deep inside Lilith, fucking her with slow, powerful strokes, his cock stretching her soaked, clenching pussy. Her eyes were rolled back, her face stained with tears and saliva dripping from her lips.

"A-AHH! YES! I missed this—I missed this so much, my Master! Please… claim me again!" Lilith moaned, her voice echoing through the room like a desperate prayer.

Each thrust sent shivers through her whole body. Her legs twitched, her nails dug into the bed, and her pussy clenched down tighter every time Noah slammed deeper inside her, as if trying to trap him inside forever.

Noah groaned through gritted teeth. His wounds weren't fully healed, and every movement hurt—but the pleasure drowned the pain. Lilith's pussy had always been dangerous. Hot, soft, and gripping in ways that made even him lose focus.

Minutes passed, and finally—

"Ah… I'm cumming," Noah said, his voice low, hoarse with pleasure.

"Inside. Please, Master, deep inside—fill me. I need it," Lilith begged, her entire body shaking with need.

But just as he was about to release, Noah pulled out of her pussy—and shoved his cock deep into her mouth.

Lilith gasped in surprise, eyes wide for a moment… before they glazed over with wild bliss as his cum began pouring down her throat.

She came instantly. Violently.

Her body convulsed, and her mouth ballooned from the sheer volume—some of it even leaked through her nose.

But she swallowed it all.

Every last drop.

Greedy and ecstatic.

Noah smirked, satisfied, and pulled his cock from her mouth with a lewd pop.

"You've always been amazing, Lilith."

Lilith smiled through the haze, breathless and dazed. "And for someone injured, you still made me feel like a filthy whore…"

"You are a filthy whore, Mother. Actually, you're worse than that."

The voice came from behind.

It was Dominique—completely naked, her pink pussy dripping wet, her eyes glowing with obsession and need.

She stepped behind Lilith, grabbed her mother's arms, and held her still, then spread her legs wide.

Lilith's swollen, twitching pussy and tight asshole were both on full display.

Dominique looked directly at Noah with an expression of twisted devotion and mad lust.

"Fuck her ass, Master. Make her scream. Make her forget how to sit ever again," she whispered, heart-shaped pupils glowing.

Lilith trembled. Just hearing those words… made her leak even more.

Noah grinned like a devil and, without hesitation, thrust his cock deep into her ass.

And oh—what bliss it was.

The sinful trio of Noah, Dominique, and Lilith began.

—End of Chapter 206—