Limitless The Strongest Revenant

Chapter POV: Lilly Browning Smith

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"Yes, Husband."

With unparalleled precision, the sadist with an IQ of 145 shot the bolts out of the metal cage encasing the defender. Though the Sirens and our {Kindred} had already seen the contents with {Imaging}, the others had not.

Though accustomed to inhumane and gruesome sights, I was still uncomfortable with what lay before us. Loud clattering echoed as the two halves of the cover fell to the ground.

"KYA!!!!!" "WHAT THE HELL IS THAT MAN!!!!" "George..." "..."

Pixie, the youngest of our group, screamed in horror. D, also taken aback, became angry. Meanwhile, Nyda murmured what seemed to be the name of the defender. Her husband silently held her hand as if to support her.

Whenever I saw such scenes of affection, I felt happy. As someone who had found my soul mate, I approved of tenderness and love.

After all, here in the belly of hell, one needed to draw strength from every possible facet of one's existence.

"Blargh!" "D! A-are you okay?"
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'How amusing... despite being younger, Pixie is the one who managed to survive the shock,' I inwardly thought.

'I think it has more to do with her not understanding what she saw than anything else.'

'Hmm... you may be right, dear.'

To be honest, even I had a hard time comprehending what was in front of me. It was a tank, simply put. Like those used to house fish in aquariums. In novels, the ones big enough to hold people were called vats or pods.

In those stories, the implications of a person being submerged in a medicinal solution like this boiled down to two things. One, they were being cured. Or two, they were being experimented on.

The reaper before us, if you could call him that, was in tatters. His entire body was skinless. This gave him the appearance of the pictures in biology books that teach the muscles in a human body.

Half a torso and one arm were all that was left of the manager. As if he was an umbrella, his chest cavity was pried open. It was as if someone had pushed a circular column out from under his ribs and forced his rib cage open.

Skin, trying to do its job, barely covered his form. His bones were already exposed in many places. There was no trace of this man's left arm and everything below his stomach.

Like some kind of bloated snake, the human's stomach and intestines floated in the green water. Along with them were a heart, a pair of lungs, kidneys, and even a large intestine. But without the ribs, they all floated, still connected to each other.

George's head no longer had eyelids. So his eyes were staring wide open in front of him. However, it was noticeable that this was simply the way his head was oriented.

He no longer had a nose or ears, but he still had blood vessels. It was a miracle that the defender's blood had stayed in his veins when it should have flowed into the liquid.

Fortunately, or unfortunately, even in his condition, George's heart and lungs continued to work. His heart pumping blood ever so slowly. His lungs continued to inhale and exhale air in a feat worthy of a miracle, despite being underwater.

How on earth was this man still alive? With injuries like that, his mind should have broken long ago from the pain. Small fibers like thin hairs were attached to George. I gritted my teeth when I realized what they were.

'He still has almost all of his nerves. The pain of such a condition must have been excruciating. And yet he continues to breathe? How?' I wondered inwardly.

The man I love pulled out one of his precious pistols. Since it was white, it must have been "Ivory". He fired into the tank, shattering the glass. The next moment, the crack began to grow rapidly.

"{Stock} ."

Thinking that the liquid might be useful in the future, I created a circular subspace doorway around the cage. Due to the actions of my beloved, the glass began to lose its structural integrity.

Like bolts of electricity, the rest of the glass cage slowly showed signs of weakening. Small amounts of glowing green liquid began to pour from the original bullet hole.

Less than a second later, the glass shrieked as it exploded. Like a tidal wave, the fluids surged outward. My subspace doorway acted like a funnel, sucking in all the water until "George" fell to the ground.

The moment he did, the body began to show signs of shock and pain. Both the heart and lungs were working overtime, increasing their respective contractions. Moving his head for the first time, George began to turn from side to side. He tried helplessly to raise his remaining hand.

"{NO!!! COME BACK!!! DON'T LEAVE ME!!! NOO!!!!}"

"Jas. Do you have one of Joshua's bullets with you?" My Dearest asked dejectedly.

Wordlessly, Satis drew her 1911 and shot the reaper in his soulgem. Opened up like a cadaver for science, we naturally saw that George's soulgem was on his right wrist. After being shot by Joshua Hwang's {Fate}, the Phantom became noticeably silent.

My {Kindred} then approached him and touched his soulgem. Probably to make sure the Reaper didn't die, he shared a few souls. Limitless then ejected Ivory's magazine and touched one of the bullets.

"{Bestow} {Restore}."

A faint light began to make the .45 ACP round glow. John Smith then reloaded his gun and shot George between the eyebrows. Like a highly detailed special effects montage, the Defender regenerated at an unprecedented rate.

{Restore} was not a {Fate} I was familiar with. And since Dearest did not ascend, it must have been a {Kismet}. Feeling a new ability flowing toward me, I asked Exa for a summary.

[Exa, what is {Restore}?] I sent to my GRI.

[It is my lord's new {Kismet}. It is basically a {Rewind} that does not require an {Auto}. {Restore} simply attempts to reconstitute the genetic structure of the target. It is extremely complicated, so much so that I still do not fully understand it.]

[How in the world is that even possible? I thought {Rewind} didn't work with any {Kismet}?]

[My lord seems to have made another breakthrough. {Rewind} can now be used with his other {Fates}. {Restore} is the first instance of the Sirens' {Fates} to work together with {Rewind}. It creates a virtual {Auto} and slowly rewinds the target back to it.]

Not understanding Exa's words, I said nothing more. {Fates} were incredibly balanced. For the supposed power of a {Fate}, it always had a hidden problem that made it imperfect.

As his {Kindred}, the Sirens and I naturally wanted to learn all we could about {Rewind}. We studied my man's battles, his use of his abilities, all in an effort to better use {Rewind}. But, of course, when I compared {Rewind} to my own {Fate}, he was several leagues better.

For the most part, {Rewind} was stupidly powerful, and in terms of potential, I would almost say it was limitless. So I appreciated the fact that one of its hidden problems was that you could not create {Kismet} with it.

From the beginning, none of the abilities of {Rewind} were incorporated into any of the {Kismet} created by my beloved. My lover, simple-minded as he was, never questioned this fact. But the Sirens and I did.

And there was one exception. One of his old {Kismet} classes, {Fighter} could somehow use {Regen}. When we asked him, he just shrugged and said he didn't know.

Unwilling to accept the implications of the {Rewind} family being used in {Kismet}, the Sirens and I asked Exa. Only to get a completely different answer.

[{Fighter} did not use {Regen}, Aira did. Aira would monitor the body of my lord and summon {Regen} without his knowledge.]

Exa's ancestor didn't want to reveal that she had such an ability, so she just blamed it on {Kismet}.

{Regen} might look like an unbalanced ability to some, but it had a hidden nuance. Since it was tied to the {Rewind} family, its basic process was to check the difference between your current state and your {Auto}. It would then heal you back to your current state.