Limitless The Strongest Revenant

Unlike the first few days in Hellsgate, I didn't just fast forward time to the next day. It sounded stupid, but that was how you knew you had a good night's rest. You go to bed, time passes and you wake up.

Any bastard who wanted to dream and see a whole world of you while they slept was an asshole. They were probably so bored that they didn't even want to rest. Unfortunately, a loud noise jolted me awake.

I tried to ignore it and concentrate on getting back to sleep, but the sound persisted. Every few seconds there was a loud bang. Increasingly annoyed, I got up in a very bad mood. This place was supposed to be a high-class hotel. I was in the fucking penthouse!

'Who the hell would make noise above a penthouse?'

But when I opened my eyes, I was no longer in my bed, but in a white space.

"Ugh, fuck, where the hell am I?"

Had I been kidnapped again? My mind was reeling from trying to stay awake. My body wanted nothing more than to pass out. I grew irritated that my sleep was being disturbed.

'Focus John, we are in danger right now. We can sleep forever once we are dead.' I roused my mind in response to the unfamiliar scenery.

Where were the Sirens? Jas and Liv were supposed to be with me, right? I used our pseudo-Kindred link as well as the Minerva network, but no one answered.

"..."

As if a switch had been flipped, my mind suddenly became razor sharp. My pulse quickly warmed my body as I tensed. I summoned Ebony and Ivory in my hands and began to look around.

I blinked my right eye twice to activate {Imaging} - Thermal. I scanned the area once and found nothing. I tried using other types of {Imaging}, but I still found nothing.

It was then that I noticed my bizarre clothing. I was wearing a lab coat as if I were a patient in a hospital. My buttocks felt the breeze. The sensations felt real. What the fuck was this place?

With both guns pointed out, I slowly explored the white space. It was so white that there were no shadows. It felt extremely strange. Light casting a shadow was a fundamental truth of optics.

As I moved forward, I heard nothing but my own breathing. It was so quiet that I could even hear my own heartbeat. It was like being in an anechoic chamber. Places without any sound have been scientifically proven to drive people insane for as little as 45 minutes.

The only comfort I felt was the cold steel in my hands. I had no reason to panic. This place looked real, but it probably wasn't. Or so I hoped.

"I really need to get a {Fate} that can break illusions. These mind games are starting to annoy me."

As my foot crossed a certain distance, I suddenly felt the room shift. Like standing on a driving car, it was subtle, but the room moved. Trying to see if anything had changed, I scanned the area.

With nothing but white, it was hard to tell if anything had changed. If there had been a vase or something, it would have been easier. I turned to look behind me and saw a bunch of doors.

There were seven doors embedded in a wall. They were white with gold doorknobs.

"Doors?"

I slowly made my way towards the things while listening to my surroundings. Cautious that something might jump out of them, I checked each door carefully. There was nothing distinctive about any of them. No markings, designs, or even decorations.

A single doorknob was all they had. If there was a difference between them, I had no idea what it was.

"What the fuck are these doors for?"

The only thing they had to offer was their number. There were seven white doors. I was about to approach one when a vision suddenly appeared in my mind.

"Again? Fuck!"

My brain ached as I closed my eyes in pain. Soon a memory appeared in my mind. One that belonged to someone else.

I was looking at a ruined landscape. A desolate land, cracked and dry. The sky was red as if the sun had already set. There was no wind to speak of, but I felt a gentle breeze.

"Won't you think about it? Does it have to be you?" a woman's voice pleaded.

The woman's voice seemed sorrowful and confused. But "I" didn't even bother to turn around.

'Wow, this guy is an ass. At least look at her, you bastard.'

Just then another voice joined in.

" Will nothing make you change your mind? No one would remember even if you do this. Who are you doing this for anyway?"

Once again, the body I was haunting said nothing. It just looked at the horizon.

Then the women began to sob uncontrollably. Soon after, the thud of knees falling to the ground was heard. The clenching of a fist was also apparent. As if the owner was somehow frustrated.

Only then did my "body" finally speak.

"Thank you. I am truly blessed to have met both of you. I leave the future in your hands."

His voice was clear and heroic. But there was also weariness in it. Like the sound one makes when one has been gave up on the world. "My" hand then reached to the sky and said something that made me shudder.

"{Relive}."

'FUCK!'

At the word of "my" voice, seven white doors appeared in the sky. I floated and flew to the farthest door on the left. It opened and I entered it like a rocket. The vision ended suddenly at that moment.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that the seven white doors were the same as the ones I saw in the vision.

"Fuck."

The pieces were slowly coming together. This new vision showed insight into the first. In my first vision, each warrior ended up in a white room after using {Relive}. Putting two and two together, I could assume that my body in the 3rd vision was the very first one.

The seven doors lined up with the seven warriors. Both the serpent's and the warrior's words matched what I had already seen and heard.

{Thou hast one last chance remaining! It shall be the like as all the rest! and thou shall fail!}

{Even so, until my soul breaks. I will try again. Wait for me, serpent! Our dance will continue one last time!}

"It's up to you now."

Seven doors, seven warriors, seven sirens. And this "time" was the last. And it was up to me.

"FUCK," I cursed.

I wasn't fucking stupid. Nor was I ignorant of reincarnation storylines. It was often said that the greatest stories were merely retellings of true events. With what I knew of {Fates}, I couldn't say that a reaper going back in time wasn't possible.

But the visions I saw indicated one thing. That I had gone back not once or twice, but seven times. So the most important question would be. Why did I keep reincarnating?

In most of the novels, a returner was someone who was sent back to stop the fall of the earth. Did that mean that I was sent back to stop Armageddon? Then why the fuck did I fail? Seven times at that!

"Okay, if I really was a returner, then what exactly are the Sirens?"

I didn't know what each of the girls were in my past lives. Were they my lovers? Sisters? Mothers? Daughters? Why was I shown visions of them dying one after another?

I tried to remember each warrior so that I could match them with one of the cosplay Sirens. But for some reason, I could remember the Sirens, but not the warriors, who all seemed to have blended together. Discover more at m'vl emp yr

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