Limitless The Strongest Revenant

Aside from Pixie, Delroy, and the Sirens, no one in Hellsgate knew what my latest soulgear could do.

Based on my fight with Aki, my biggest weakness was that {Rewind} had a long cooldown. Of course, the ninja took advantage of that.

If I didn't have {Replace}, I really would have died.

But while information was important in any battle, having the latest information was even more important. Having outdated knowledge would be worse than having none at all.

The information circulating about me was archaic, to say the least. The only abilities listed were {Rewind}, {Regen}, and {Reload}. As for my {Kismet}, they still thought I used {Kismet} classes and {Booster}.

If they developed tactics and combat doctrines based on outlasting my {Rewind}, I could use such tactics against them. I switched POV's and left Saturday on the tower.

Since I had both Exa and the conference HUD to see the incoming threats, I wouldn't be caught off guard.

I then had everyone dig a foxhole at the entrance of the structure. A foxhole was literally just a hole in the ground. It was deep enough for a soldier to hide his entire body and equipment.

Paratroopers used them to fight even when surrounded. Foxholes allowed a soldier to return fire with an extremely small profile. By minimizing the exposed area, it was extremely difficult for the enemy to hit them.

Foxholes were even resistant to artillery because a soldier could duck into the hole. I'm not sure which came first, but the principle behind foxholes also created trenches.

A supersized version of the foxhole, these trenches were similar to the tunnels Joshua ran in during our first battle together on the plains. The same advantages of foxholes caused World War II to be fought in trenches instead of on open ground.

It would have been ideal to dig three holes for Monday, Tuesday, and Friday. It would be incredibly devastating to have my gun sweepers spray and pray in a line. But to do that too soon would expose my hand.

Instead of showing all my soul avatars at once, I wanted to make it look like I was everywhere. It was also much easier to focus on just one body. The time for me to join forces with my soul avatars would come in the future, of course.

When the foxhole was completed, I had Friday sit in it and moved on to the next task.

I had everyone else set up seven of the claymore mines around Friday. These would delay charging enemies as they got mowed down. I didn't expect them to kill anyone, just to slow their advance.

Beyond Friday's position was the fort's perimeter grounds or what was left of it.

There was a corner that was a natural blind spot for anyone coming in. I marked that spot as Monday's position. At the opposite end, I had everyone dig another foxhole for Tuesday.

Monday's and Tuesday's positions were on opposite sides, and as soon as either one was engaged, I planned to switch between them, giving the illusion that I could teleport.

If they had any brains at all, they would know that I could shoot them from behind the moment they attacked one side.

Again, delaying and reducing their numbers was the main goal. Still, getting caught in the crossfire would ensure that I would take out a lot of them.

I switched minds and piloted Saturday. I tried to find another high ground for Wednesday as I looked around.

Unlike the BLR 81, it was impossible to be discreet with the FT5. The moment I opened up with it, they would know where I was.

To make sure they didn't take him out too quickly, I had to make Wednesday difficult to kill even if his position was known.

As I thought about what to do, I looked at the time.

"Exa, is Savior still not here?"

[No Limitless, there was no indication that they had arrived at Hellsgate].

"What the hell is going on? it is almost 9:30. What about the Sirens? Are they here yet?"

[They have completed their errands and are currently resting at the Simmons residence.]

"Is that so? Why haven't they contacted me yet?"

[It is because you are already in the Seeker War. Although the other party is late, the war has already begun from Hellsgate point of view. Therefore, any contact with the outside world is forbidden.]

"Oh? Then what is Connie doing in her stream?"

[Since the stream cannot begin without the presence of Savior, she is interviewing her guests for their opinions.]

"Haha, this is interesting, who are her guests?"

[David Thomas, Xander Rutherford, and Eva Baker.]

"Why on earth are they even there?"

[It seems Xander Rutherford is the guest for Savior while Eva Baker is the one representing you].

"Fuck, Eva is not even part of Hellsend. Is it common knowledge that she is my vassal?"

[I dont think so, they only speculate that she is some kind of advisor because of the promo].

I didn't even have the bandwidth to imagine what that would be like. Focusing my eyes, I found a broken section of the wall on the second floor. It had a clear line of sight to the landing area.

"If I can't hide Wednesday, why not just let him start the celebration?"

Controlling Wednesday's body, I had him run toward the destroyed section. With only Thursday and Sunday without positions, we joined Wednesday as he made his way to the 2nd floor.

I noticed that there were two staircases on either side of the ruined fort that allowed people to go up.

"This should work, Thursday will man one while we use all the remaining Claymores on the other."

With Sunday, I set the Claymores on trip wires using the broken sections of the stairs. Thursday had the Benelli M1014. He would be almost unbeatable in the tight confines of a stairwell.

With everyone in position, I returned to the landing area with Sunday. I then and buried the last M16A2 just outside the landing zone.

To get them to attack, I had act as arrogant as possible and insult everyone from their mothers to their dogs.

I stood awkwardly near the mine and stepped on it. My superior hearing allowed me to hear the click of the trigger. The moment my feet lifted off the plate, it would detonate in four seconds.

I quickly ran through my avatars to make sure they were in position.

Monday was in a corner pocket inside the fort perimeter.

Tuesday was in a foxhole at the opposite end along the same perimeter.

Wednesday was on the 2nd floor along a broken wall, he had the FT5 shouldered and aimed at the landing zone.

Thursday was guarding a stairwell on the 2nd floor.

Friday was in a foxhole in front of the fort.

Saturday was on top of the tower aiming at the landing zone.

I, Sunday, was in front of the landing zone. I was just outside the blast radius of the mine field. And I also was standing on one.

[Limitless. Savior has arrived].

"All right, show time," I murmured nervously.

I drew Ebony and Ivory into my hands and prepared for battle. All my doubts ceased at that moment. Right now, John Smith no longer existed. I was Limitless. In the next moment, skybeams erupted from the sky.

There were five of them, and the moment they all landed, I smiled a wild grin as I raised my pistols. Adrenaline coursed through my veins. This was my moment. This was where everything would be decided.

As the lights faded and the first visages began to form, I roared with every fiber of my body.

"ABOUT TIME YOU FUCKING CUNTS! I ALMOST DIED OF OLD AGE WAITING! I AM RIGHT HERE YOU LIMP DICK BASTARDS!"

In that split second, I squeezed the triggers of my USP matches. Along with the sounds of exploding gunfire, my Seeker War finally began.