Limitless The Strongest Revenant

At that moment, all I could do was bite my lip in anger. We all knew how his sentence would end. We would have to bring the vampires to the receiving area and let them use the warp gates to Earth.

But the problem was, the vampires would be destroyed the moment they tried to leave Hellgate. Both the Nightmare and North America's Revenant, His Majesty the Invisible, guarded the gateway back to Earth.

There was no way they would allow the monsters to leave Hellsgate. And we who took them there would be treated as rogues and massacred on sight.

"Do not try my patience, Reaper. Can you or can you not take me to the sun?"

"I-I...um...{Phalanx}!"

The phantom suddenly manifested a golden spear. Beside it, ghostly warriors appeared. They were all in battle formation. He looked quite heroic. But it was useless.

"Hmph. Human scum," the vampire said mockingly, the disgust in his words palpable.

With a simple flick of his hand, the phantom's head fell to the ground. The severed head began to tremble as blood gushed from its body's neck like a fountain. The male phantom's face gasped for air.

Phantoms did not need to breathe. Our bodies copied a human's for our sanity. To prevent "species dysphoria" or "species identity disorder," we felt our bodies as flesh and blood, even though we were spiritual beings.

While this allowed us to feel pleasure, it also allowed us to feel pain. Unable to even scream, the severed head cried tears of blood.

His mind must have already collapsed from the immense pain. Decapitations, though painful, were quite fast. But Phantom's were still afraid of it, because for us, you felt your body die, but it didn't actually do so.

In exchange for living, when a phantom suffers a death, we remain in that death until we heal or go insane.

Despite seeing his pitiful state, no other reaper moved. We were no longer bound, but we remained in place. Like mice in front of a lion, terror and fear rendered us immobile.

The vampire was alone. But even though we all knew that fact, none of the hundreds of reapers moved. We all knew who had the upper hand. No matter how many mice gathered, they could never kill a lion.

Ignoring the blood splatter, the vampire took out a strange-looking dagger and stabbed the Phantom's corpse in the side. Then I heard the sound of shattering glass.

"No way! How did he know?" a reaper commented in horror.

With its soulgem destroyed, the convulsing head on the ground finally stopped moving. Still, I couldn't help but be terrified when I saw the dagger.

"{For the sun}."

At the vampire's words, the fountain of blood that was still gushing out suddenly turned black and solidified. Then it slowly coalesced like jelly, forming a hideous-looking head. The naked body also began to show all of its bones.

"What the hell is that?" "KYAHHH..." "HE IS GOING TO USE US FOR EXPERIMENTS" "EVERYONE! WE CAN TAKE HIM!" "THERE'S A HUNDRED OF US HERE!" "LET'S GO!" "FOR THE REAPERS!"

The scene of a Phantom's body being bastardized drove everyone else insane. But even as over a hundred Reapers descended upon him, the vampire looked up and responded with one word.

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A death resonance more powerful than anything I had ever encountered forced my body to suddenly remain still. Against my will, my limbs would not move, no matter how hard I tried.

During the commotion, the phantom's corpse finally completed its transformation and turned into something I was familiar with.

'A GHOUL! WHAT? HOW? GHOULS ARE MADE OF REAPERS NO! WHAT DO I DO?! I NEED TO RUN AWAY!

COME ON, LEGS RUN! RUN DAMMIT! MOVE!'

Forcing my entire being, I still could not even wiggle my toes. The hopelessness of the situation brought tears to my eyes.

"Ghoul. Turn everyone here. Report to me afterwards."

Hearing the vampire's cold words, my entire being shook with terror. There were no screams, only the sounds of chewing and tearing flesh. Less than five minutes later, a shadow loomed over me.

I couldn't see it. But I knew what it was. It was my turn. The next thing I knew, I felt something rip the skin off the side of my neck.

The feeling was like my body was being burned in a furnace. It was so painful. I wanted to scream, but my mouth wouldn't open. The sounds of the jaws chewing were like jeers from the afterlife, coming to mock my pitiful state.

'IT HURTS SO MUCH!!!!!! STOP!!! PLEASE LET ME GO!!!!! SAVE ME!!!!! PLEASE! MOVE!

MOVE DAMN IT! I DON'T WANT TO DIE! BENNETT! SOMEONE! SAVE MEEEE!!!'

But still my body did not move. Unable to do anything, I was forced to listen to the sounds of multiple mouths biting and tearing me apart. Piece by piece. Terrified but unable to escape. Alive but unable to move. Dying but unable to perish.

I began to hear whispers that I usually ignored. My soul began to collapse. The agony, fear and suffering caused my sanity to slowly slip away.

With the voices, my consciousness grew hazy. like I was underswater. But with it, the pain began to subside. The relief from the immense pain gave me comfort.

'I SHOULD HAVE FUCKED BENNETT'S BRAINS OUT!' 'Finally, I can end my miserable existence.' 'NO! NO! WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?' 'GET UP! FUCKING KILL HIM! FIGHT!' 'IT'S ALL HOPELESS I TELL YOU! HOPELESS!' 'I'm scared...what did I do to deserve this...' 'Where will I go once I am dead?'

Amidst the voices, my soul became chaotic. Visions of my life flashed along with the sins I had committed. Suddenly, being eaten alive gave me a strange feeling of salvation.

Right, I have committed so many wrongs. I deserved this. This was my punishment.

'FUCK YOU! How many times have you let others die?' 'Look at all those who sacrificed themselves for you?' 'That fucker, she didn't even fuck any of them. She just led them on.' 'HAHAHAHA! YOUR TURN NOW!!!' 'GOODBYE SLUT! Don't let the door hit you on the way out! HAHAHAHAAHAHA' 'Don't worry, I will take good care of your body.

Another one bites the dust...' 'Eh? This bitch is weak as hell!'

However, amidst the thousand voices screaming in my head, everything suddenly fell silent.

A warm voice resounded. One so soothing that I felt like I was in heaven.

{My child. Why must you suffer so? Rest. I release you from your suffering. You need endure no longer. Call out my name and you shall know peace.}

You will save me?

{Yes my child. now call my name.}

It was so warm. Like the fluffy feeling of being in Bennett's arms. Then a name popped into my head. I never knew it before, but it made me happy just to remember it.

"#####! #####! #####! #####!" I yelled with all my heart and soul again and again.

When I utterred his name, the pain stopped. a single name freed me from torment and suffering. His sweet name wrapped around me. It gave me comfort. It gave me joy. It gave me peace.

And then I felt no more.

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- Limitless POV -

"..."

My mind returned to reality. Freed from {Advent}, I looked around, searching for Gaspar. Even though I knew that he was not here, the fear that drowned my soul made me anxious.

{Advent} was fucking terrifying. Unlike a VR game, I felt the every sensation the woman did. I heard her every thought. Her fears, her screams, and the release she felt at the end.

'Exa, did D get to see the whole thing?'

[No, my lord. He retrieved the entire experience, but only watched up to the part where the ghouls began to eat the nameless reaper while she was alive].

I quickly raised the gun in my hand and aimed it at the brain of the writhing ghoul before me. Without a word, I squeezed the trigger. I did not stop firing until the body stopped moving.

D, seeing my actions, ran forward, screaming in agitation.

"My lord! What are you doing?! They be sick and need help, Brutha! They do not deserve this! If it's you, we can save them! THEY BE REAPERS, MAN!"

Ignoring him, I replied coldly in one sentence.

"Not anymore."