Limitless The Strongest Revenant

The time was now 7:30 PM. Hellsgate would open again at 8:00 in the evening. This meant that the Savior Army would be ready by then. Just as I was about to return home, I received a message on my GRI.

[Limitless, the details of your battle have been finalized. The war will begin at 9:00 p.m. in zone 1121-1.]

"Thank you, Exa, is there anything special I should know?"
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[This announcement was sent to both you and Savior. The defender of 1121-1 is missing. A blockade has been set up on floors 11 and 13 to prevent the undead from disrupting the Seeker War.]

"I see, who is the defender?"

[The invitation does not say, and for the record, it says here that 1121-1 has just been cleared because it was overrun earlier, thus there is no new defender yet].

"It just happened to fall earlier? And is it being used as a battleground?"

[Yes. Those who cleared the zone were Death Seekers not affiliated with Savior].

"How do they even decide which zone to use?"

[I have no data on this selection process. Logically, it would be done by a group that wanted to prioritize an area that would not affect the battle.]

"Fat chance of that happening. Am I forbidden to go to the zone before the war?"

[No, you are not. But the same goes for Savior. Although there is a Specter that watches the Zone to make sure there is no fighting before or after the war. Currently, only the Sirens are forbidden to enter the Zone.]

"I see. Then I should pick up my stuff and get going."

[Should I send a message to the Sirens?]

"No, just tell them if they ask. I still have to fight alone for 30 minutes anyway."

[The option to hide or delay the enemy for 30 minutes also exists.]

"Why? I will kill them all in 30 minutes or less."

With that, I willed myself back to my hotel room.

***

I woke up on the bed of my penthouse suite. Because of the time left, I didn't bother to shower nor freshen up. As I headed to the lobby, I was amused at how peaceful the hotel was.

In an hour, I would be involved in perhaps the toughest battle I had ever fought. For all I knew, this could be the last night of my life. It made me appreciate the little things.

When I got to the lobby, I saw a familiar face. Nathan lit up when he saw me.

'Right, he was the one who turned my bed into a harem suite.'

"Good evening, Mr. Limitless! Looking as cool as ever. Where are your lovely ladies? Will they be joining us again tonight?"

Probably expecting a large tip for the service he provided, I chuckled at his obvious greed. I currently had $120,000 in my account. And if I died tonight, it would just go to the bank. With my mind made up, I decided to share some of the money.

"Please prepare the best room for tomorrow night. And send food to my room, as I won't be coming out for a week."

"I understand. I will see to it that we have the finest meals prepared as well as having the beds prepared for a wonderful evening. Do you or the ladies have any particular food preferences?"

"My assistant will talk to you about that," I replied with a smile.

[Exa, if you please]

[Of course, Limitless. I am already familiar with the Siren's preferred cuisine].

[Thank you].

"Nathan, do you have a QR code for..."

Before I could finish my sentence, the hotel clerk pulled out a small wooden stand with a QR code on it. Nathan's smile got even bigger when he saw me pull out my phone.

Thinking he was hilarious, I sent him $5,000 just because I could.

A small ringing sounded and his phone seemed to drop. It appeared as if he was opening his bank account on the screen as he eagerly awaited my tip. When he saw the amount, he began to bow energetically.

"Thank you, Mr. Limitless! This Nathan will see to it that you have the most pleasant stay. May your fate end the darkness! Your car has already been retrieved from the garage. Also, my lord, if you are short of cash, please take these."

Nathan held out a small, elegant box containing $100 bills. Probably as an indication that the other hotel staff also wanted to be rewarded, I took a few.

I turned around to see my white Escalade waiting for me. Satisfied with their service, I nodded and made my way to the door. The doormen I had tipped earlier were all smiles as well.

Using a couple of bills from the box Nathan had given me, I discreetly handed them both a bill. Extremely pleased, they left the door and escorted me to my car like the Secret Service.

Their bulky frames made it all the more comical. Such was the power of money. After similarly handing the valet a hundred dollar bill, I left the Biltmore Hotel.

The drive to the Simmons' house was uneventful. I pulled up to the driveway and felt the presence of numerous Phantoms along the perimeter. There were over fifty of them!

I was about to panic when I saw Joshua and Warren waiting at Earl's front door. Using [Eagle Eye], I realized that the Phantoms were all part of Hellsend! The reality that I had an army at my disposal finally dawned on me.

When I got out of the car, almost all of the Phantoms who saw me saluted as if they were part of the military. I made my way to the door, and both Joshua and Warren gave a similar U.S. military salute.

"Should I say at ease? I never joined the military, you guys. Do this instead."

I placed my right fist over my left chest and lightly punched my chest twice. It was similar to how fraternities would salute each other in a show I watched.

I didn't know if they understood why I chose it, but they mimicked my version of the Bro Fist and returned it to me.

"Enough about that. How did my family take it?"

"My lord, surprisingly, none of them resisted. The entire Hellsend army is watching this area. Van and the wizards are monitoring as well. Go with peace of mind, my lord. No one will get past us."

"We got this nigga, we will beat the crap out of anyone who even thinks of coming here. The bald nigga from the Deryck family is also inside. Santi, Boo and Angela are keeping an eye on him."

Normally Mike would be with them. His absence was probably due to Isolde.

"How is Mike?" I asked curiously.

Both men made the same wry face.

"He'll live." "Nigga is good."

Hearing such simple words, I took it for what it was and made my way inside. Upon entering, I saw some of Vela's wolves playing Jenga with Alana and Bless. Claire and Angela were helping Ma set the table.

Vincent was sitting on the couch. He made it look tiny. When I walked in, all the reapers saluted me. The gangster stood up and bowed.

I gestured for them to sit down and noticed my family staring at me in awe. Probably not expecting all these people to actually work for me. Alana and Bless stepped forward and gave me a hug,

"Johnny!"

I returned their embrace with a smile as I asked the others to wait outside.

"Everyone, can you give me a few moments with my family?"

The Reapers and Vincent promptly left, leaving only the Simmons family and me.

"Dipshit, can you please explain what is going on? Are you working for a talent agency? How come all your workers are so good looking! Wait a minute. What am I saying? I mean, why are they all here?"