Limitless The Strongest Revenant

"This is like the biggest scoop ever..." A certain news reporter commented.

"Connie, I'm one of Vela's wolves, if you leak any of this, Patron won't have anything left to shoot by the time I'm done with you."

"Uwa, chill, girl! Aren't you supposed to be a saint? Why are Hellsend's saints so violent?"

"Forget about spreading the word, too. Lady Minerva already has part of the wizards dedicated to keeping Hellsend's secrets," Cynthia added.

Lucrecia teased, smiling mischievously, "That's assuming the Sirens don't terminate her before the wizards can even find her."

Ignoring the peanut gallery, I began to itemize what I had just learned.

1. Before I got here, the Battlefront suppressed Formless Reapers and made sure no one broke the armistice.

2. When I joined the Death Seekers, like everyone else, I was monitored because of my Formless nature. Aira was used to see if I had any potential as a Reaper. If I did, I would be executed.

3. This all stopped when I started buying Sacreds in bulk.

4. Sacreds cleansed the negative energy from the spirits of those in Hellsgate.

5. Every once in a while, a benevolent wish would be found and manifest itself as a devil's remains.

6. No one used Sacreds to farm, as the benefits could not outweigh the costs.

7. David saw my potential to farm Devil's remains and stopped all plans to terminate me.

8. To make sure I survived the Seeker War, he forbade Xander from joining.

9. David broke the armistice to make sure I could grow.

10. The Reapers of Hellsgate were now preparing for war.

11. David gave me the 24th floor to protect from the incoming invaders. Leaving me alone as I requested.

12. Just as David foresaw, I mined the Devil's Remains and Administration aggressively bought them all.

Fucking hell! Wasn't that a really big deal? It was practically announcing to the world that I had oil! Every battlefront would try to either control me or make me their slave for my ability.

Defending against invaders was not about you, it was about the land behind you. But defending against kidnappers was something else entirely. If other people came to the same conclusion as David, it would mean only one thing.

Asia, Africa, and South America were not coming to claim the resources of North America.

"They're coming for me," I muttered bitterly.

And David, in keeping with his nature of being the worst boss ever, knew. But the Revenant didn't care. He probably figured it out. But instead of hiding me, he not only announced to the world where I would be, he practically left me to die.

"Sigh, David, you fucking bastard..."

Little did I know that my own words would come back to bite me so hard. My mood took a turn for the worse. My anger burned at the realization. Contrary to what I believed; David had had me dancing on his palm all along. I was just a stupid kid being led around by the nose.

"Indeed. Which is why I look forward to your growth. Hmm. If I had to explain, I see you as a joker."

"A joker? You mean a clown?"

"Hahaha, well, you are entertaining, but no. I meant as a wild card. To use an analogy, the other Revenants and I are playing a game of poker. One where the fate of the world hangs in the balance. Depending on your actions, I could win the game."

"Good. Very good! If you had only bowed, I would have killed you on the spot. I, David Thomas the Invincible, accept your terms!"

"Fuck..." I cursed in helplessness.

Then I looked at the cufflinks the Sirens had given me at the wedding. This devil's remains soul gear was the equivalent of my wedding ring and was dripping with the affection of my battle harem.

It seems that even though I thought I knew how important such artifacts were, I greatly underestimated their significance.

These things were the only reason David didn't kill me. He didn't see me as an equal, but as nothing more than a pawn. Thinking I had earned his respect was nothing more than my own conceit.

'[Analyze]'

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Name: Arthur Fourreau

Race: Human | Rank: Benevolent | Owner: Limitless (Soulbound)

Inscribed Ability: {Never Alone}

Corruption level: 2%.

{Never Alone} - A cufflink soul gear forged from Arthur Fourreau's benevolent wish "For a world without despair". When activated, it transforms into armlets that host seven abilities.

- 1st Ability: Whenever used, creates a barrier of benevolent energy. The cost of the barrier is borne by the {Sirens of Sin}.

- 2nd Ability: Artificial Soul Wallet ability copied from {Sirens of Sin}.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

- 3rd Ability: Allows {Siren of Sin} reapers to locate this soulgear.

- 4th Ability: Can transfer funds to and from {Sirens of Sin} Soul Wallets.

- 5th Ability: Contains the built-in {Program}: [Beacon].

- 6th Ability: Exports excess malice to the {Sirens of Sin} when benevolent energy is depleted.

- 7th Ability: Malice absorption limit increased by 700% (shared by {Sirens of Sin}).

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The Devil's remains soulgear was originally intended to absorb the malice of a reaper. This would prevent him or her from having their soul's collapse. The more expensive versions had abilities in addition to this basic function.

The information I got from a Devil's remains soulgear and a regular one was like night and day. Although they both had unique names, the former wasn't born from a reaper, but was still human.

And the other strange thing was the human's rank. It said "Benevolent". That must be what the virtuous humans were called. In addition, this "Benevolent" soulgear had a corruption level meter. This was probably the gauge that measured how much more malice it could endure.

'Devil's remains soulgear is quite a mouthful, so I will just call them benevols short for benevolent soulgears from now on.'

My soul-bound benevol was called {Never Alone}. Before today, I hadn't even had a chance to use [Analyze] on my cufflinks. Mainly because I was too busy with my honeymoon.

And while I initially thought the keywords the Sirens taught me were just a cool gimmick, it turned out to have a complex purpose.

"{Never Alone}."

As I called out the name of my benevol, the cufflinks transformed into armlets. It was only then that I noticed a shell of energy protruding outward, covering me like a force field. This must be the sacred barrier that serves as the benevol's 1st ability.

Strangely enough, the girls seem to have added more abilities just like me. And also like me, their overprotection was probably what made them think of doing such a tedious task.

'Although, if someone found out that my benevol had seven fucking abilities, they would think I was crazy.'

Exa told me that just like soulgears, it was not possible to have multiple benevols active at the same time. If you took a minute to understand what they were, it all made sense. soulgears had a dead Reaper soulgem. The same soulgems that contained their egos.

'No wonder {Day by Day} responded to me. I was literally talking to Pixie's mother, Sierra. It was the same with other soulgears, of course they would come into conflict with each other. '

Taking sentimental items into battle was something that soldiers of all races did. When people were stressed, they often looked for something to comfort them. But who ever heard of taking the souls of random people?

'I must find a way to return this to Pixie. It just feels wrong.'

Due to the nature of Reaper soulgears, it made sense why they would not allow another to activate alongside them. Surprisingly, two benevols behaved exactly like soulgears.

I had no idea why a soulgear and a benevol would tolerate each other. Maybe it was because one was human and not born from Reapers. But the important fact was that they worked when they were not the same type.