Supreme Harem God System novel Chapter 2221

Chapter 2221: Children of the Universe.

The screen that had stretched across EVERY sky in the Universe shined once more and—

Four silhouettes stood within it—each too... vast to comprehend, yet somehow so clear that even mortals felt they could almost reach out and touch them.

And then—

The entire Universe fell silent.

A silent pressure was felt by all.

The pressure wasn’t suffocating, neither did it press anyone down but...

But for some reason, instinctively, every being—no matter if they recognized the four... silhouettes they were seeing or not—felt one thing.

In their presence—

They weren’t supposed to even breathe too loudly.

And it wasn’t just the living—

The inanimate, the mountains, the earth, the oceans—

They all... stilled.

Every single world in the Universe—whether at the very edge, or in the middle—came to a perfect halt.

Even wars, no matter how big or small, no matter how critical of a moment it was—

It all stopped.

The assassins didn’t assassinate the targets they had appeared in front of and had perfect opportunity to.

Nation-threatening criminals who were about to be executed weren’t executed.

Traitors who were about to backstab didn’t backstab.

It was a complete halt.

A complete silence.

As every single being, no matter the age, the condition, the mindset—every one of them glanced at the sky, looking at the four Absolute beings that had made their appearance, ready to listen.

Even the largest stars dimmed their fire, not wanting their heat to interrupt the four.

And at the centre of everything stood... them.

Light.

Darkness.

Balance.

Eternity.

And when they spoke, they spoke as one.

"Children of the Universe."

Their combined voice resonated through the stars, echoing in every ocean, every breath, every... soul.

"Hear us."

The sound wasn’t loud—it didn’t need to be.

It was simply... everywhere, inside and outside, as if it was flowing through existence itself, similar to how Seraphielle alone had done it.

And just then—

"Since the first dawn, through eras uncounted, we have fought."

Seraphielle’s golden radiance pulsed first, and her warm yet sharp tone filled the skies.

"Light and Darkness.

Creation and Destruction.

Balance and Chaos.

We have battled—across skies, through aeons, upon the bones of worlds—

Because such is the nature of the living and the strong.

To rise.

To clash.

To... crave more."

Her eyes gleamed brighter as she spoke; countless beings across the cosmos knelt instinctively, unable to bear the weight of her presence.

"We are not guiltless.

We, the Infinities, have stood as Absolute of this Universe—the rulers of all—the... protectors of all.

And yet...

We have treated one another as foes.

Our wars have turned galaxies into nothingness, stars into dust.

Our pride has burned Cities, Worlds even.

We, who call ourselves protectors, have destroyed far more than we ever protected and...

And for eons, the Universe endured our quarrels and still...

Still it did not abandon us."

Light’s wings unfurled behind her, radiant enough to paint entire galaxies in gold.

"And so, for countless ages, we continued this cycle—because that, too, is life.

Conflict gives birth to strength.

Struggle shapes greatness.

The weak seek peace.

But the strong...

The strong seek purpose.

The strong seek... greatness.

The strong seek... absoluteness—not the one that is shared with others, the one that he holds, all alone."

She turned her head slightly, her eyes closing as she took a short breath.

"But the strong... is also responsible.

The strong understands the need to change.

The strong understands... when to change.

And right now,

We stand at that very exact moment.

The moment where—we, who have followed the same goal for eons—need to change as well."

She spoke, her voice resonating with every being hearing her, filling them with... a strange strength they never thought they had.

But then—

From Seraphielle’s side, the shadow stirred.

The golden veil dimmed as Ul’Thakar Darkness straightened to his full height.

Where his voice touched, warmth fled—but it didn’t fill it with cruelty, it filled it with... coldness.

A solemn, ancient and... honest coldness.

"She is right."

He began; his heavy, deep voice rumbled like thunder smothered beneath deep water.

"For eons, we have torn at one another’s throats—not because we despised, but because we craved growth.

We wanted to get stronger, to become better than the other three.

But...

We too understood the truth.

Light cannot exist without Darkness.

Balance cannot exist without Imbalance.

Eternity cannot measure time without end."

The beings who were hearing him felt... like they were being listened to.

And as the people saw it, they began to... feel it—

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