Limitless The Strongest Revenant

Exa displayed images directly in my field of vision like AR glasses. Seven portraits of different ethnicities were presented. Their clothing each matched one of the images on the doors.

But what stood out was that they all looked eerily like me.

It was as if they were all my doppelgangers or twins of something. And they all had the same fierce glow in their eyes. Just from their eyes, you could feel that these seven men were of the same nature.

[Each of them is a prominent figure who existed in the same mythology as the goddesses the Sirens had me investigate. From left to right, they are:]

[Tyr, the Norse god of war and justice.]

[Nergal, the Mesopotamian god of death and war.]

[Pwyll, Prince of Dyfed in Welsh mythology.]

[Perun, the Slavic god of the sky, thunder, and war.]

[Mars, the Roman god of war.]

[Montu, the Egyptian falcon god of war.]

[Takemikazuchi, the Japanese Shinto god of thunder and martial arts.]

As I heard the names of the seven men, something clicked in my mind. Suddenly, the faces of the seven warriors in my dreams were no longer shrouded in shadow. Like pieces of a puzzle, I now recognized the lives I had lived in the past. Your next read is at empire

These people were all as powerful as Revenants. Yet for some unknown reason, they all failed to close the Hellsgate. In each of their ends, they lay alone on mountains of corpses. And each time, their enemy, the "Serpent", tried to persuade them to abandon their struggles.

Yet they had refused to do so.

Who the fuck was this fucking serpent? And why did they want to kill it so badly?

I didn't understand everything yet, but I felt that there was something there. What's more, another fact made me wonder. It was like an itch I couldn't scratch.

'What were they all trying to do? Was it just to kill the serpent? Why? How could they fail when they were so powerful? Why did they fail? Was I supposed to follow in their footsteps?'

Adding to the mysteries were the Sirens. Why were we all connected in our past lives? I saw them all die horrible deaths.

Did they see their own deaths like I did? If I understood correctly, they remembered their lives even earlier than me. Why was that?

I once looked into the names the girls used for their Graveyard Ids. I thought they were just using the names of goddesses for kicks. But it seemed that was not the case.

If anything, Exa's words confirmed that they were looking for answers even before we declared our love for each other. At this realization, a fear began to fester in my heart.

What if the girls approached me because of these fucking bastards?

'I mean, I felt somehow partial to the Sirens. Was it because of the dreams I had? But the ones I love are the ones that exist in the present. Not the ones who lived in the distant past.'

Why didn't the Sirens tell me? Did they see me as the reincarnation of their dead lovers? Was that all I was? A substitute? Did they even love me?

My body began to tremble as my chest tightened. It was as if someone or something was crushing my heart in their hands. In contrast to the silence before, a low hum began to ring in my ears. And with it, I slowly felt like I was drowning, my movements slowing to a crawl as I could no longer breathe.

[My Lord! My Lord!]

Exa's voice echoed, but similar to my other soul collapses, her voice was distant. As if I was underwater and she was not. Some kind of static prevented me from hearing her properly.

My thoughts began to spin out of control as my fear consumed me. I felt dark whispers suddenly begin to reverberate in my mind. This feeling was the calm that preceded a soul collapse. The final countdown before a violent eruption.

A glint from my suit caught my eye. A cufflink with the image of a reaper was staring right at me. Remembering what they were, I summoned them with a roar.

"{Never Alone}!"

I shouted quickly, calling upon my benevol. The cufflinks instantly transformed into bracers that wrapped around my forearms.

A pleasant, calming sensation wrapped around my body like a blanket, driving away the whispers.

The heaviness that had been plaguing me slowly dissipated. It was as if I was slowly being petrified and my benevol was removing the status effects.

I waited a few moments for my body to return to normal. Within minutes, my senses and the strength of my body came back.

Regaining my composure, I stared at Exa's portraits again and belatedly noticed that something was different. The faces of the men I thought looked like me were... not like me.

'Did I see wrong? Earlier, I could have sworn that we had the same face.'

The fierce glint in their eyes was the same, but that was all.

Montu in particular had dark skin. Tyr, Nergal, and Pwyll, while all blond, had different shades. Perun and Mar were redheads while Takemi had dark hair to match his Asian features. Some had beards, some didn't.

I have no idea why I thought we were all the same.

But somehow that was what I really believed before. The only thing that was different were the whispers I saw and...

I raised my fist and studied the benevol covering my forearm. The only difference was that I could be considered shielded by my benevol .

As I tried to rationalize, I could only come to the conclusion that malice fucked with your brain.

'Must be careful in the future. I should also check if the {Sirens of Sin} can do the same thing. '

[My lord, are you alright? Your heart rate and blood pressure spiked earlier.]

"I'm fine," I lied while concentrating on my thoughts.

Rewind said something earlier. Something ominous.

{Things finally started moving. And now you are at the same starting point, John Smith. All that you seek is through those doors. I await for your answer the next time we meet. Farewell. Buddy.}

Every phrase in his farewell was loaded with meaning. Like what the fuck began to move? The reapers? The dissolution of the Armistice? There was so much going on, I have no idea what he meant.

And what the hell does "you are at the same starting point" mean? It sounded like I was in competition with someone. I had too little information to even make an educated guess.

It was like getting a cut scene from a video game and being left to decipher the NPC's meaning.

But perhaps what bothered me the most were his last two sentences.

"Everything you seek is through those doors."

and

"I await for your answer the next time we meet."

"Ugh, this is not what I needed at this moment. There are already too many things happening. Now I have to deal with this shit."

As I stared at the doors, despite my complaints, I somehow knew what I had to do. Each of the seven doors would tell me something. And after I passed through them all, I would have all the answers I was looking for.

I stifled my questions and prepared to leave this place. I didn't know what was worse, being scared that I was standing in space or the shit Rewind had just told me.

"Exa, get me all the material you have on all fourteen deities. After my campaign. I will come back here and check the doors."

[I understand, my lord. How will you go back?]

"Will myself to go home?"

[...]

"It worked last time, honest."

With those words, I closed my eyes and returned to earth.