Chapter 136

Chapter 136: Chapter 136: The Only Favorites Chapter 136 – The Only Favorites Selene’s eyes widened. "A talent... that lets you gain everything from the women who love you?"

She was stunned.

What kind of absurd talent was this?

"And what do you even mean by everything?" she asked, barely able to process.

"Everything means just that... everything," Noah replied calmly. "I can inherit their talents, affinities, skills... even their bloodlines."

BADUM—!

Selene’s heart skipped a beat. Her beautiful purple eyes trembled.

Now it all made sense.

Why Noah had been gathering women the way a young girl collects precious jewels.

"It’s because of this...?" she whispered.

Noah nodded, a soft smile on his face. "Yes, Mother. This talent is my greatest secret. It made me who I am. That’s why I’ve never told anyone. But with you... I felt like it was okay to tell you."

His smile carried the weight of deep trust—of vulnerability he rarely allowed.

Selene understood. This wasn’t the kind of gift you advertised. It was a secret meant to be buried, guarded with one’s life.

"I’ll just tell the others I have a talent that lets me copy someone’s ability if they’re up to three ranks above me. That’ll explain why I have so many types of powers," Noah added.

Selene nodded in agreement.

Then she smiled—genuinely, joyfully.

Because she was the only one who knew.

’Hehe... in the end, the bond between mother and child can’t be broken by some bitches,’ she thought, grinning inwardly.

Standing up, she stretched her arms.

"Even if I understand your reasons for having so many women... I don’t want a whole stadium of them."

"And like you just said," she continued, "you won’t accept another woman unless I approve of her."

"Yes, Mother," Noah said, nodding his head respectfully.

"And I’ll manage your harem," Selene added with a grin. "But I don’t want you interfering."

Noah chuckled and shook his head. "I won’t... unless I absolutely have to. But I doubt I’ll need to. I know you wouldn’t do anything that would hurt me, even if you hated the situation."

Selene smiled at his words. "You really know how to get to me."

Noah stood and wrapped his arms around her from behind, their bodies pressed together.

In that moment, something stirred between them—something forbidden. Something dangerous.

Desire.

Something that shouldn’t exist between mother and son.

But... did it matter anymore?

No.

They had already stepped onto a path from which there was no return.

Selene slowly turned to face him.

Purple eyes met silver ones.

Their gazes dipped to each other’s lips, as if pulled by an invisible force.

"If we do this... there’s no turning back," Selene whispered, her eyes locked on his mouth.

"There’s no turning back," Noah agreed. "And I’d be a fool to even want to."

They smiled.

Their faces drifted closer.

And then—

They kissed.

It was slow. Intimate. Full of the longing and love they had carried inside for far too long.

It was soft, it was sensual.

It was...

Perfect.

Their tongues met, dancing in harmony. The wet sounds of their kiss echoed in the quiet night. Noah’s hands rested just above Selene’s hips. Her arms wrapped tightly around his neck.

The kiss lasted longer than it should have.

When they finally broke apart, a string of saliva still connected them.

They smiled.

"I want more," Selene breathed.

"It’s definitely not enough," Noah replied.

They laughed, their hands still exactly where they had been.

And then they kissed again.

And again.

And again.

It was... sublime.

Sophie might’ve been the first.

But the favorite?

That answer was clear.

...

Meanwhile...

While Noah and Selene surrendered to each other, someone else—someone who had been with Noah from the beginning—was undergoing a transformation of her own.

Sophie Castria.

She wasn’t like Selene, willing to give up everything for Noah.

Nor like Neko, who had loved him since she was a child.

Or even Ester, who was ready to be in his shadow for all eternity.

Sophie had started as a childhood friend.

At one point, she had even considered joining Elijah.

But for her, it was always about power.

She was ambitious. Ruthless in her goals.

She wanted to be Empress. And the only viable path had been through the Chosen One.

It was a logical choice.

But Noah had changed that logic.

At first, it was still about power. About the support he offered.

But over time, something shifted. She couldn’t help it.

She began to fall.

Deeply. Irrevocably.

Even though he wasn’t perfect—even though he chased many girls—at least he had never lied.

He told her the truth: she would never be overshadowed.

That truth became her strength.

Her anchor.

Her reason.

The determination to be Noah’s first, not just in time... but in power and pride.

And that determination had led her to this moment.

Sophie sat cross-legged, unmoving.

She hadn’t shifted since Noah had told her he was heading to the Demon Continent.

Days had passed.

No eating. No sleeping.

No distractions.

Only one thought in her mind:

"Lightning."

And Finally, after relentless effort, she grasped the elusive golden lightning—and fused it with her own.

In that instant—

CRACKLE—!!!!

A sea of red lightning exploded around her, rippling through the air like a living storm.

It didn’t lash out—it embraced her.

Like a mother welcoming her child.

Sophie felt peace.

She was home.

She was where she was meant to be.

The lightning entered her body.

But this time... it didn’t just empower her.

It changed her.

Once, lightning had flowed through her blood, her organs. Her body became its vessel.

But now?

ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm Her blood, her bones, her flesh—everything—was becoming lightning.

Not a host.

A manifestation.

Minutes passed.

When the transformation finally completed, Sophie opened her eyes.

Her crimson hair remained—but now, streaks of red lightning flickered through every strand.

Her eyes sparked with power.

And on her forehead, a tattoo shaped like a bolt of red lightning had appeared.

Her very presence crackled.

There was no need for aura—she was power.

She took a breath.

A calm wind followed and the air electrified.

And then came the notifications.

{Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!}

{WONDERFUL!}

{You have created your own physique: Heavenly Red Lightning Body of the Empress.}

{A magnificent achievement!}

{You are worthy.}

{Title Received: Blessed by Lightning.}

And for the first time in her life, Sophie didn’t feel like she was chasing Noah.

She felt like she was standing beside him.

And that’s...

That’s beautiful.

—End of Chapter 136—

A/N:

I don’t know about you. But this Chapter is one of my favorite yet.

3 Thank you for reading!

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