Chapter 282: Crying

Chapter 282 – Crying

Noah said with a fond smile.

His face wasn’t truly visible, but both Aurelia and Asaemon could see it—that this story, that strange little tale he just told them, truly touched his heart.

"I will definitely give it a try. And with all those books you just told me about, I’m even more eager to visit that famed blue planet of yours," Aurelia said, voice eager, eyes sparkling with the curiosity of someone hungry for new worlds.

"Perfect!" Asaemon shouted while clapping his hands together comically, looking almost like a father preparing a vacation for his unruly children.

This scene, this entire discussion, continued for a while as they shared ideas, debated on where and when to meet, tossed out absurd suggestions and argued over the smallest details—each of them too powerful to be this childish, yet somehow enjoying every second of it.

Noah almost asked if he could bring his wives, but he didn’t in the end—not because they wouldn’t be welcome, but because the way the two were acting, it looked like they wanted some alone time just between the three of them.

But honestly, it didn’t matter.

Laeh was inside of him.

Wherever he went, his women followed.

After planning the trip, their conversation shifted naturally to more personal things like how each of them had become an Abomination.

And it was... enlightening.

Aurelia had become an Abomination by killing all the champions of her world—every single one—by extracting all the information from their minds using the only skill she had back then: Information Steal.

It didn’t sound like much, not at first, but the way she used it was terrifying. She didn’t just steal knowledge—she devoured it. She hunted minds like predators hunted flesh. And the more she stole, the more obsessed she became, until just knowledge wasn’t enough anymore. She wanted everything. And in her hunger, she evolved her skill to a whole new level—until she could take her enemy’s mind, memory, knowledge, skills, secrets, and soul in a single flicker of thought.

Asaemon’s tale was different, kind of unexpected.

He was born in a forest of monsters, far from civilization, with no human education, no rules, no guidance.

He was raised by deep, terrifying beasts—beasts powerful enough to flatten cities, beasts that could eat entire armies whole.

And in that savage environment, Asaemon awakened.

His Origin was terrifying—he could devour any creature he killed, and gain their power. Beasts, humans, angels, demons—it didn’t matter.

He could also manipulate flesh, absorb blood, become what he consumed.

With the help of his monstrous guardians, Asaemon began slaughtering his way through the forest—one zone at a time—until eventually, he ruled it. The Forbidden Forest became his kingdom. And then... a Chosen arrived.

The battle was bloody, brutal.

But Asaemon won.

And instead of killing the Chosen as if guided by his instincts, he tortured him until he extracted every drop of knowledge about champions, and the greater game they were all part of.

That was all he needed.

After that, he went after them. One by one. Champion after champion—until none remained.

And now, Asaemon was a walking nightmare. He carried the powers of all races, of beasts both known and unknown.

He could transform, mutate, adapt. He could twist flesh into weapons and wield blood like whips. Every part of him was a blade. Every cell was a weapon.

A cheat?

Absolutely.

But not more than the youngest.

Because when it came time for Noah to explain his path... well—

"What the fuck?" Asaemon exploded, unable to hold back his outrage.

"You became an Abomination by just thinking you were limitless?! And that was enough to transcend your mortal self and break through?! What kind of bullshit is that?!"

Noah only nodded with a smug smirk.

Asaemon turned to Aurelia like a betrayed cultist demanding divine justice.

"Sister! Say something. This...this is cheating. This is cheating at the highest level!"

But even Aurelia was silent for a second... before sighing deeply and admitting it.

"...He’s actually cheating," she muttered, raising her head to the sky. "We were out here risking our lives, slaying champions, enduring death and madness and all he did was say I am limitless... and it actually worked?"

"I now know who your favorite is among all of us," she said, her voice calm but heavy with disappointment, like a mother who just discovered her youngest was the teacher’s pet all along.

"Tsk, tsk. You say that like it was easy," Noah replied, shrugging with pride. "If it’s so simple, then go ahead and do it yourselves."

Their lips twitched.

But neither of them answered.

Because deep down... they knew it wasn’t simple at all.

And so, their chaotic little meeting continued.

It was surreal, honestly.

Weird.

Maybe even stupid.

Three beings of impossible power, newly met, and yet they talked like old friends reunited after a long time. There was no tension. No distrust. Just banter, laughter, and a strange sense of familiarity that none of them questioned... but all of them felt.

And Noah?

Noah knew exactly why or maybe had an idea of why.

Because he held Providence.

And deep within the fabric of fate, destiny, and causality—within a hidden realm he called the Providence Space—he saw it.

The three of them were linked.

Their threads weren’t just tangled—they were woven, bound together in a knot older than stars.

’We were meant to meet... no matter what happened.’

’And the way our threads are tied—this isn’t coincidence. This was crafted on purpose. A long, long time ago.’

’But by who?’

’And how did they know we would become Abominations?’

These thoughts swirled through Noah’s mind, thoughts he never voiced aloud—but thoughts he kept buried deep as he stared into that hidden space no one else could see.

If not for Providence, he never would’ve seen it.

And even with Providence, he still didn’t understand it fully.

’The stronger I get, the more complicated everything becomes...’ he thought quietly, before shaking the thought off and returning to the present.

No matter.

He would be ready.

Always.

For anything.

...

"It was a delightful meeting," Noah said softly, a smile playing at the corner of his lips.

"I didn’t know I needed siblings this much. Hahah!"

And strangely enough, the fate threads surrounding them shook gently like they were laughing with him.

Were they trying to earn his favor?

Pathetic bastards.

"For once, I don’t regret listening to Asaemon’s ridiculous request," Aurelia said with a rare gentle smile. "I can’t wait to see you again—and read all those books you told me about. Especially your favorite one."

Noah smirked, "For sure."

"Sniff. Sniff."

They both turned.

And what they saw made them freeze.

Asaemon... was crying.

Crying.

Tears. Real ones. Streaming down his wild, blood-hardened face.

Noah and Aurelia shuddered in unison.

Seeing Asaemon—the lunatic who ruled beasts, tore apart flesh, and laughed while killing champions—crying... was not a good feeling.

It was damn eerie.

"Why are you—?!"

"Because I won’t see you again soon!" Asaemon wailed, cutting off Noah before he could finish, as if the pain of separation was too much to bear.

And so, for the next several minutes, Noah and Aurelia did everything in their power to calm down the unhinged beast-man before he broke reality with his crying fit.

They even had to promise him a proper sibling bonding trip to a monster-infested territory just to get him to shut up.

Finally, after much chaos, it worked.

"Let’s meet again!" Noah said, vanishing into nothing.

And just like that,

The first meeting of the Abomination Siblings... came to an end.

—End of Chapter 282—