Supreme Harem God System

Chapter 2051: You did very well indeed.

“Chaos…?”

Sharnoth blinked in surprise.

“Yes, but not as the world defines it.

Chaos is not destruction, madness, or sin.

Chaos is the raw breath of all things.

The spark before creation.

The will to defy all written fate.

You were born with the Fate that tried to tame you.

But you are not who you were supposed to be anymore.

You now walk on your own Path,

A Path of Freedom.”

Zylarith’s hand hovered above the Seed.

“Eat this and everything will be unmade.

Your Energy, your Soul, your very Foundation will be torn apart.

You will begin again—not as a creature of Darkness, but as a Daughter of Chaos.”

Sharnoth’s heart shuddered at those words, her fingers trembled.

She thought of her mother’s face, the chains that bound her, the cage of Radiance, the nights she bled, the mornings she was unable to scream. She thought of the Herald of Justice who smirked at her, the laughing guards and—

She thought of the promise she made—not with her lips, but with her very being.

Her Revenge.

The Princess clenched her fists, the trembling stopped.

She took a breath.

Then, slowly… she reached out.

Her fingers closed around the Seed of Uncreation—and the moment she touched it, her skin blistered, not from heat or cold, but from the sheer absence it carried. It wasn’t poison. It wasn’t power. It was the undoing of meaning itself.

Her body shook, blood leaked from her eyes, it was painful, but the little girl was so used to pain by now that it didn’t matter.

She just tightened her hold around the seed and,

She ate it.

The Seed slid down her throat and the moment it reached her core—

BOOOM

The very reality shook.

“KRAAA@#@\$!!#!K!!”

A scream—her scream—split through the world, but no sound came out, or maybe the world just couldn’t comprehend that scream and put a voice to it.

Sharnoth’s Energy circuits collapsed, her soul and her body, everything was restructured. The little girl continued to scream silently.

Even the strongest Beasts in the World trembled without knowing or understanding why. The entire process lasted six months,

And finally,

The Princess was reborn, purple-black energy surrounding her body, her crimson eyes shining brightly.

Zylarith, who saw this scene, smiled.

“You are finally free, child.”

After this, Sharnoth’s training began.

Zylarith became her teacher.

He didn’t teach her any Spells, Sword Skills, or any other Powers.

He only taught her one thing,

Chaos.

The very meaning behind Chaos.

“Chaos is not a weapon. It is a truth.

Spells rot. Techniques fade.

But Truth… truth remains.”

“What is Chaos?”

He asked her each day.

And every time she answered, he shook his head.

“Freedom?”

“No. That is a consequence.”

“Destruction?”

“No. That is a byproduct.”

“Creation?”

“Only if you see what was never meant to be.”

“Then… what?”

“That is for you to find out.”

This continued for centuries. Sharnoth didn’t have to cultivate like others. No, her body was scarily adaptable with the Power of Chaos, so much that the Chaos inside her grew on its own.

It was almost as if she was born to carry the Energy of Chaos in her.

Even Zylarith, who had expected her to be talented, was taken by surprise at how quickly her body was adapting to it.

If the girl was born in Chaosveil, the entirety of Chaosveil would be beneath her steps, she would have been below one and above the rest.

She was… perfect.

Zylarith’s eyes shined as he continued to focus on the training.

“All things in creation are told what they are allowed to be.

A flame must burn.

A river must flow.

A child must obey.

That is Order.

But you, Shar, must become something that even the universe cannot define.”

As the Princess continued to grow stronger, her training became much and much different.

She was made to walk into storms that should have shredded her into pieces, she was made to live in a dream-realm where time flowed backwards, she was even made to die—again and again—not physically, but in meaning.

She was made to experience what made no sense.

All for a single purpose,

To comprehend the incomprehensible.

To comprehend… Chaos.

“The world worships Balance. Light and Dark. Good and Evil. Cause and Effect.

But Balance is just Control with a prettier face.

The true path of Chaos is not about tipping the scales, it is about breaking them, tearing down the courtroom, and laughing as the judge begs for mercy.

That is Chaos.

When you no longer need to belong, when others are unable to justify your existence,

That is the sign that you are ready.”

As those words echoed through the world Sharnoth and Zylarith were in, something finally happened.

BOOOOM

Sharnoth’s Aura exploded as she broke through and became a Sovereign,

A Sovereign with a Law.

Law of Absolute Chaos.

And…

It wasn’t just Sharnoth that formed this Law.

Nux, who was watching all these memories carefully, was the same.

Yes, understanding Sharnoth’s Comprehension and mixing it with his own, allowed him to form the same Law.

He now finally had complete access to the Energy of Chaos he so desperately wanted,

But suddenly—

’Huh…?’

Nux noticed something strange in his Law.

He narrowed his eyes, examining what was wrong and soon, his expression turned solemn. Soon however—

’So you finally showed your true face, huh.

I was wondering when it would happen.’

He just laughed, staring at Zylarith, who was still looking at Sharnoth with a light, elderly smile on his face.

A smile that made Nux sick.

For now, however, he focused back on the memories he was seeing.

After all, what he saw was enough for him to understand that this wasn’t over.

He just wanted to see when Sharnoth will realize it,

Or…

If she ever will.

“Master.”

Sharnoth knelt and bowed her head, her face was expressionless, but both Nux and Zylarith knew what she wanted.

Her Master’s appreciation.

“You did well.”

Zylarith nodded.

“You did very well indeed.”

His smile widened.

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