Limitless The Strongest Revenant

The next order of events was one I never expected. I had assumed that the next thing I would have to deal with would be another Dirge Siren, or maybe going home to get some sleep. But what happened next was fucking insane.

"PLEASE LET US WORK FOR YOU!"

Two large groups of over 75 people were now kneeling in front of me. Their plea? To let them work for me, even going so far as to do it for free.

Let me explain how we got to this point. After the Sirens' scam presentation, our group attracted quite a bit of attention. Since we were just a stone's throw away from the dispatch office, any reaper coming or going would naturally see our event.

Of course, after the LLG was overdosed with {Eat}, they were bursting with energy. Similar to how I felt when I fought on my first night, all traces of stress and exhaustion were wiped away.

And since {Comfort Food} was mainly an applied form of {Eat}, taking more than three bites was enough to fill even the biggest stomachs, so we had a lot more food to go around. Eva even complained a bit.

"Why the fuck do grown men eat like birds?! Here! Eat some more!"

While some obliged her, many didn't, the magic of the scam was obvious afterward. If they knew that this energy was just an overdose of calories, it would have ended there. But because of the lie my girls were trying to sell, people had something else in mind.

"WOHHHHHH!!! I CAN FEEL IT! LET'S FUCKING GOOOO!!!!" "FUCK YEAH! LET'S DO THIS!" "JUST WATCH ME! I'M GOING TO JOIN THE ARMY!"

Manipulated into thinking that this energy would be their golden goose, the reapers began to dream. And unlike regret, dreams motivated people with hope. Of course, hope led to action.

"VP ADDI! LET ME JOIN THE DISMANTLING TEAMS!" "YOU ALREADY WENT BASTARD! VP ADDI I VOLUNTEER! I CANCEL MY HOLIDAY! LET ME JOIN!" "NO ME!"

Physical and mental abilities became either the chains or the platform that determined people's lives. People who were desperate had wants and desires, and when the limits of those abilities were removed?

Motivation helped, but it needed desire to bear fruit. I mean, even a good song or a good movie was enough to motivate people. But without hopes, dreams, and aspirations, motivation was useless.

That was why people loved legends. By projecting themselves into their heroes, they could escape their current hells and dream. What more if you felt such power in your own body? What more if you had a clear vision and purpose?

What more if you could feel it in your soul?

Of course, there would be only one result.

"AIGHT, YOU BASTARDS! LINE UP! THE THREE DISMANTLING TEAMS WILL BE DIVIDED INTO TEN! A BONUS FOR THE ONE WHO WORKS THE HARDEST!" The Vice President shouted at the top of his lungs.

"YEAHHHH!!!!"

"YOU BASTARDS WANT TO JOIN THE ARMY? WORK LIKE HELL FOR IT, YOU FUCKING BASTARDS! I WILL NOT LET YOU LAZY BUMS BEAT ME TO IT!"

"FUCK YOU VP ADDI!" "YEAH, FUCK YOU!" "FORM THE TEAMS ALREADY YOU LAZY ASS MIDGET!"

Like a storm of energy, the LLG people continued to shout to the heavens. It was like a pep rally or a concert. The tremendous energy was contagious. Even those who are normally silent began to roar as tears streamed down their cheeks.

Then something happened that shocked me to my core. The one who started it was my guys in the 2nd Amendment, specifically the racist bitch wielding a giant mace.

"YOU FUCKS WANT TO JOIN! KEEP DREAMING! NO PUSSIES ALLOWED! YOU WANT IN! FUCKING READY TO DIE!"

Of course, it turned into a cursing match as people channeled their energy into shouting. But then Warren added something.

"AIGHT YOU FUCKING NIGGAS! IF YOU WANT IN, REPEAT AFTER ME! LIMITLESS!"

"LIMITLESS!!"

"I CAN BARELY HEAR YOU NIGGAS! AGAIN! LIMITLEEEESSSSS!!!!"

"LIMITLESS!" "LIMITLESS!" "LIMITLESS!" "LIMITLESS!" "LIMITLESS!" "LIMITLESS!" "LIMITLESS!"

Like a wave, the entire LLG began chanting my name. Maybe it was what the word meant, maybe it was what they wanted to be known as. But still, hearing my name on the lips of so many people made me feel warm inside.

I even felt myself choking back tears. How many times did I almost die in my zones? How much pain had I endured. All I wanted was to prove that I was worth something. That I wasn't a failure. That even someone like me could succeed.

A warm hand intertwined its fingers with mine. Of course, even without seeing her face, I knew who it was. {Limitless} marked each of my girls so that even if I were blind, deaf, or decapitated , my soul would know.

"Husband, do you hear them? This is your impact on people. This is your greatness. No matter what the specters say, it is never wrong to ignite the hope of many. If they perish, it will not be because they had no choice, but because they fought as hard as they could."

I tightened my grip on Jasmine's hand and felt her lean into my shoulder.

"Thank you, Wifey, I guess I still need to temper my will. I thought I had already decided. But a part of me is still afraid."

Even though I have already made my decision, the future where everyone here dies is always a possibility. And even though I know that I could have my way, the death of all these people would be something that would be a burden on my conscience.

'Perhaps this is why Specters are meant to forget.'

My ebony-haired wife then held my chin and forced me to face her. Jasmine's beautiful irises met mine before she gave me a short and sweet kiss.

"John Smith, it is not a weakness to have doubts. Neither is having fear. It is the consequence of having wisdom. And while you are afraid, you have no intention of backing down, correct?"

I nodded wordlessly.

Then Jas moved her hand over my heart. " Valiant. That is what you are, my beloved husband. Courage is not the absence of fear. It is the ability to endure it and still move forward.

"Even if you fear, Husband, it is okay. Know that you will never be alone again. For even if the whole world forsakes you, the Sirens and I never will."

Overwhelmed with love, I took Jasmine in my arms and savored her lips. Her sweet words intoxicated me like a drug. I must have saved the world in a previous life or something. Otherwise, I wouldn't understand why I deserved the love of my harem.

Amidst the chanting of my name, Cynthia, Phillip, Will and Tildi were busy organizing the seven new teams. It was already understood that each team would have fewer people. But with how eager everyone was, no one cared.

Then a death resonance forced everyone to suddenly shut up.

"{SILENCE}!"

Everyone in the catering area suddenly fell silent. Even those who were not part of our mini event were forced to shut their mouths as well.

Just after she got everyone to shut up, my Italian canceled the order. Jo was getting better at using {Announce}. With her intelligence, she would probably soon figure out how to weaponize it even more.

Cynthia then stood on a table and began to speak.

"Alright, with this our new dismantling teams are formed. From this day forward, the dismantling teams will be referred to as the Ten Graves.

"The best performing grave will be the pool in which the 4th squad of the 2nd Amendment will be recruited from. So do your best everyone!"