Supreme Harem God System novel Chapter 2259

Chapter 2259: I’m here to end the hypocrisy of Light.

The recording did not end with the second clip; it continued, and this time, it was even worse.

Inside a massive chamber, a temple vault, piles of resources were stacked like mountains.

Food.

Medicine.

Warm cloth.

Shelter stones.

Supply crystals.

Enough for billions of districts.

A group of starving people knelt outside a gate, begging. Inside the vault stood Auren. Beside him stood beings wearing banners of Light, their heads bowed.

"My lord, the southern district is collapsing. The children are dying."

One priest spoke lightly.

Auren stared at the supply mountain.

His expression was thoughtful.

Then he nodded slowly.

"Release aid,"

He said calmly.

The beings exhaled in relief, feeling at ease for their people.

"Praise Light—"

The priest bowed deeply, but before he could even complete the sentence, Auren raised a finger.

"Release aid,"

He repeated his words, and then—

"To the districts that have met their Faith quota."

The priest blinked.

"My lord... they cannot meet it.

They are starving."

Auren’s expression did not change.

"Then they are unworthy,"

He shrugged.

"My lord, they will die."

The priest’s face went pale.

Auren smiled faintly, as if he was doing them a favor.

"Then Light will take them.

And those who survive will learn."

The recording changed again—this time, it was a prison.

A prison deep underground. The white walls here were stained with... dark marks.

Chains were hung from hooks, and... people were strapped to them.

Their bodies shook.

Light ran through the chains like lightning, convulsing their bodies with pain so strong they nearly lost their minds.

The worst part?

They couldn’t even scream.

Their voices were suppressed.

Auren walked through the prison like he owned the place. A prisoner raised his head and, with great difficulty, spat blood.

"You’re not holy,

You’re a monster."

He glared at Auren.

The Strongest Child of Light stopped. He looked at the prisoner, then grinned. A grin that... wasn’t his usual gentle grin, but something far more monstrous.

A grin filled with his sadistic impulses and... dark, broken mind.

"How long do you think I have been ’holy’ for?"

The prisoner froze at those words, unable to react, but Auren—knowing no being could see him here—continued.

"Holy is boring.

A sham that doesn’t exist.

A sham that... only fools believe."

Then, he walked toward the prisoner, leaned forward, and whispered softly:

"Only power is exciting.

Power to do anything you want.

Power to...

Be whatever monster you desire to be."

Auren’s grin widened. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

If it wasn’t for his golden-white hair and the pure, holy Light coming from his body, with his current smile, he looked... like a being of darkness.

Then Auren stepped back, as if staying in the prisoner’s lowly presence would harm him somehow, and with a flick of his finger, the chains holding the prisoner shined even brighter and—

"AAAAGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

The prisoner screamed in extreme agony as his very soul was being scorched without letting him die.

And this time, Auren let him scream.

After all—

"It is fun to see insects wail as you crush them."

Auren spoke as he walked away with a smile.

Then the recording shifted.

This time, it was a grand balcony.

Auren stood above a sea of people, shining like a saint.

He raised his arms and the crowd cheered.

"LIGHT! LIGHT! LIGHT!"

"We are righteous."

Auren’s voice echoed across the city.

"We are pure.

We are... blessed."

The crowd roared.

"And because we are blessed,

We have the right to judge those below us."

The crowd screamed in worship.

Auren’s eyes gleamed.

Then the recording zoomed in slightly, showing something behind him.

A door slightly open.

A private chamber.

Inside it—officials knelt before Auren, hands full of... gifts.

Rare artifacts.

Treasures.

One official whispered,

"My lord, the tribunal... my son was accused—"

Auren’s smile stayed gentle.

He touched the official’s head.

"Your son is innocent,"

He said softly.

The official cried in relief.

"And you will double your offering,"

Auren added.

The official nodded desperately.

"Yes! Yes!"

"Then Light forgives,"

Auren whispered with the same smile.

The recording shifted again.

This time, it was a battlefield.

A High Level World whose protection barrier had just disappeared—a world that had just been opened to the Universe with no knowledge whatsoever.

A world that...

Refused the rule of Light because their beliefsdid not match.

Light armies clashed with... rebels.

The rebels who were once the denizens of this very world.

The rebels did not die like warriors.

It’s a forgery.

It’s false.

An enemy’s attempt to weaken people’s Faith.

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