Limitless The Strongest Revenant
Chapter 65: Heroine Chapter: I am already yours.

Chapter POV: Isabella Taurus

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"Mars! You are foolish! Your army will perish if you expect them to fight like you!" I scolded the man in front of me.

"Stop chattering, woman, it grates on my ears. I am Mars, the god of war! If they cannot follow me, it only means they are weak. The weak should simply die!"

The self-proclaimed god of war then threw the cup he had been drinking from before he stood up.

"Minerva, I will say it again. You should learn to hold your tongue, I have been asked to defeat the lost army of Pluto. Waste your time on poetry all you want, but war is my domain!"

"But that's..." before I could answer, the lord of this place tried to mediate.

"Mars, Minerva. That is enough. This meeting was to ask how to deal with Pluto's lost undead. Minerva, you have made your point. Mars has sworn to follow your tactics. To expect more is to look down on his abilities."

"Well said, Jupiter!" Mars praised smugly like a simpleton.

Then a beautiful woman stood up and tried to address the Revenants in the assembly. "I think everyone has gotten a little heated, so why don't we take a short break? Mars, I am intrigued by the Lost Legion, would you be so kind as to share tales of your courageous exploits?"

"You have a good eye, Venus! It would be my pleasure!" he replied.

'That vile serpent, how subtle does she think her attempts at seduction are? Why is she so desperate to make Mars her consort? How unbecoming of a Revenant! And look at that blood-drunk hooligan! He actually enjoys it! '

Unwilling to listen any longer, I marched back to my quarters. Pluto, who ruled over the dead, suddenly disappeared, and creatures that should not have existed began escaping the underworld in droves. I had to understand why this was happening.

After I began my research, a loud series of knocks began at my door. When I opened it, a man burst in and grabbed me around the waist. He then passionately locked lips with me and pinned me against the wall.

Angry at him, I bit his lip and kicked him in the groin. The man who was my lover screamed in pain. Despite being a Revenant, the testicles remained the weakness of most men.

"Why did you come here, Mars? Go to your new master! Didn't she have a good eye? Hmph! And you had the nerve to barge into my quarters," I complained angrily.

"Minerva, you know that you are the only one for me. And besides, trying to trick her by fighting all the time was your idea. If it were up to me, we would be naked and...OUCH!"

Unable to listen any longer, I smacked his head with my palm. I wanted to prevent Venus from replaceing out about our relationship, so we fought every time we were together in public. As a result, Venus was all over my husband like a prostitute. The nerve!

"Anyway, Minerva... it was like you said, the undead are 1ad*61(^%!#7123 We should @#@13sdz89#!@#7d!@#@."

Static like that of an old television blurred his words and the entire scenery began to spin. Unable to focus, I blacked out and saw nothing more.

"Ugh... Another dream? How many is that now? Why don't I get to see any of the sexy stuff? Minerva, you stupid virgin!" my voice came out groggily when I woke up.

Ever since I returned from Hellsgate, these visions or dreams had played out like movies every time I slept. They were unlike anything I had ever seen, I felt and experienced everything as if I was in them. As far as I knew, there was no technology that could recreate all five senses in AR or VR.

"Bella! Wake up and eat your breakfast! Stop letting your body get soft and wake up!" A loud female voice shouted from downstairs. She was my last living relative. My Tia, who took care of me when my parents died.

"Be right down, Tia," I replied.

I got out of bed and put on my glasses. These dreams were of the Roman gods. In them, I was Minerva, the goddess of wisdom, while John was Mars, the god of war.

Unable to forget the kiss from my last dream, I touched my lips lightly. John and Mars blurred together as if they were one and the same. It was strange. Their stride, the way they spoke, their arrogance, it was identical. But why?

"Who are you, honey? Why do you plague my dreams so?"

Thinking about such things was pointless, I changed my clothes and prepared to start my day.

"{Connect}."

When I managed to evolve my {fate} to level two, I gained the ability to communicate with anything with a circuit board. Data flowed directly into my brain. I no longer needed a mouse, keyboard, or even a monitor.

In less than a minute, I could read the news, check stock quotes, and keep up with geopolitics. Of course, I also used on the GRI-392 Reaper phone we got.

"Hmm. I wonder if Honey has created an account yet. I even tried to look for him on the Dark Web and the Reaper Graveweb. But there are just too many John Smiths!"

The first thing I did when I got home was to cyberstalk my lover. I certainly paled in comparison to the others in combat, but gathering information has always been my forte. I quickly found his Facebook, Youtube, Spotify, and even his porn records.

I was recruited by CORE right after graduation. Coordenadoria de Recursos Especiais, or CORE, was Rio's civil police tactical unit. Naturally, I spent years turning chickens for them to scout me. To be a cyber defense specialist, you first had to know how to be a hacker.

Browsing incognito, clearing your cache, and even a VPN were for amateurs. I hacked his accounts and even managed to replace Honey's ex. Of course, after I found out what she and that bastard Harry had done to my lover, I retaliated. I took down all their company websites and flooded their social media with troll bots.

"Hehe. Sometimes I am just too great. By the time I finish with these putos, they will be without land or roof." Imagining the damage I had wrought brought a smile to my face.

I often wondered why Honey acted like he hated women in general. It turned out that he was a sweet lover at first. But when his puta of a girlfriend whored herself for scholarships, Honey's heart broke.

"When the man went a year without porn, you just knew something was wrong. I have no idea why Honey fed the donkey sponge cake, but I cannot blame him for becoming bitter."

Enough of that. John wanted to dominate with only the Formless, so naturally, as his kindred, I had to make sure I found everyone. It was not difficult for someone like me.

Luckily, no one knew I could hack the Graveyard yet, so I should be safe. When I finished braiding my hair, I suddenly found an unusual user ID that had recently registered.

"Limitless? That's him, right? How fitting."

My lips naturally formed a smile at the man who brought hope to my world. Our first meeting was terrible, but we gradually warmed up to each other.

'Why should I?'

That was the first thing he said when I asked him to rescue me. It meant that despite being a woman, this man had every intention of letting me die. However, the more I interacted with him, the more his perspective dazzled me.

'I will become a Revenant and close the Hellsgate.'

He said with a face full of certainty. Outnumbered, outgunned, and without allies, he aimed higher than anyone else.

'Then I should just lie down here and die?'

Not once did he show any doubt. Despite the impossibility, all he had was confidence and courage. Honey fought like an amateur, but he never feared anything. Most civilians would have gone mad in Hellsgate.

Yet, my man fought with no regard for his body or his life. It was as if he only cared about killing those in front of him.

"Even a D-rank undead brute and a Revenant didn't faze him," I commented with a smile.

His eyes that had nothing but courage. His lips that always twisted into a fierce grin. And his fighting spirit that never gave up. Yes, I was already a lost cause. Unconsciously, despite his flaws, just being with him was enough to send my heart into a spiral. Unfortunately, I wasn't alone.

The girls and I all felt it. Every single one of us, including the Untamed, was in love with John Smith. As much as I hated to share, it was necessary for our goals to have them all around us.

While they would be a hindrance to my romance, I knew from their loving looks alone that none of them would ever betray Honey. It was so frustrating. Why did my man have to spit out one cool line after another?

'I refuse. I would not be alive right now if it was not for Bella. I will never abandon her."

Ugh, just thinking about it made my cheeks hot. The man may have been a lecher, but he was no stupid man, and he was loyal to a fault. Incredibly kind to those he cherished, but ruthless to those who earned his ire.

"Tsk, and now I have to help Lilly join our group. All for a single voice clip." Despite my complaints, I had already made her bribe my ringtone.

Of the Reapers Honey killed in Hellsgate, many were murdered with a bullet to the head. Men and women, some were even prostrated, but they all met the same end. His brutality could only be matched by his sweet gestures. It would have been perfect if I had been the only recipient.

"Filho da puta! Liv even managed to steal a kiss. Jas was also acting suspiciously. Tsk. Calm down, Bella. Of course I trust the Virgin and won't run away.

After all, only I could peel the pineapple."

Then I picked up the GRI and kissed my wallpaper. It was the most recent picture I could replace of John Smith, the man I held closest to my heart.

"I am already yours, body, mind and soul. I am the only one fit to be your kindred. Prepare yourself, Mr. Code, when we meet again, I will come after you for real."

After my declaration, I sent the girls Honey's contact information and sent him a message. The world was already starting to notice John Smith, but as long as I was alive, He would never be alone.