Limitless The Strongest Revenant

[The news of the Seeker war was announced by none other than the Revenant David Thomas. Would you like to see it, Father?]

I felt a migraine coming on. There was no need for David to announce the thing if he only wanted to tell the people of North America. But as if to tell the whole world that this was an event not to be missed, the asshole stepped forward to deliver the announcement.

It was normal to use general celebrities to announce an event. However, if you used someone like a AAA Hollywood superstar. Then, of course, the results would be completely different.

For one thing, unlike the bastards who were just acting, the Revenants were the real deal. Every decision they made would have the impact to affect everything from geopolitics to economics to the threat of all-out war.

I mean, for example, if David said he wanted to be President of the United States. Would there be anyone who could actually tell him no? Like hell that will happen. The only thing that could stop a Revenant was another Revenant.

'Yes, daughter. Please show me,' I requested.

One of the great benefits of {code} and technopathy in general was the removal of human interfaces. As someone who could interface directly with a computer, I no longer needed a monitor to see, nor speakers to hear.

A small video appeared in my vision, much like an augmented reality screen. It was the Revenant of North America, the Invincible. He was on some sort of podium, standing in front of a pulpit with a microphone.

'This is ridiculous, he looks like an official or something.'

[HAHAHAHAHAHA! IT IS I THE INVINCIBLE! HOW ARE YOU ALL MY SUBJECTS!]

The sound was so loud that I almost went deaf. I had forgotten how noisy this bastard was. I adjusted the volume to about 10% of the total volume and it was still loud.

[I come to you all with news. Tomorrow night. July 29th, 2023, the North American Battlefront will have a Seeker war,] David said with a gigantic smile.

'Straight to the point as usual, no preludes or whatever,' I chastised

[The participants will be the mercenary army of Xander Rutherford. The Saviors. Their opponent will be someone who has done nothing but make headlines!]

'It's not like I did all this because I wanted to be noticed, you ass.'

[A Formless Reaper who only ascended a week ago. In that time, he has already garnered many accolades. He even founded a second Production Guild! This reaper also managed to become a Phantom not long ago, and even better, he commands at more than 10 Phantoms that he has personally raised!]

'This is starting to sound like a promo before a boxing match. What the hell was all this for?'

[And the best part? Almost all of his Phantoms are Formless! It has barely been a week! There is no stopping this youngster!]

David then made a grim face as he began to complain, as if he had gone off script.

[I have no problem with all his achievements, but this bastard is also a fucking lecher and depraved gigolo. And sadly, even my daughter was duped by him. Ah! Daddy's little angel...]

'WHAT THE FUCK DAVID?!'

[So to all the Specter cougars out there, hands off. I already recognize this bastard as my son-in-law. The bastard already has a harem of seven Phantoms from every fucking continent. The only thing this bastard lacks is fucking shame. HE IS THE ENEMY OF WOMEN, I TELL YOU!]

'This fucking asshole. Sabel, Henry, did I hear that right? He is talking about me, right?'

[Sabel: He is, father. And outside of six people, there is hardly anyone who can call him out on it.]

[Henry: Father, we should focus on the fact that you now have a Revenant as an in-law. Do I have to call him Grandfather now?]

[Sabel: Ry-ry, shut up. Or Mother will turn you into spare parts for Al-al].

'Ry-ry, Al-al? Sabel gave interesting names to her brothers. Since they were AI, I assumed they would call each other numbers or something.'

[AH! I got distracted. Anyway, since my son-in-law will be the other participant in this battle, I wanted to raise the stakes a bit. Savior has a 200-strong Reaper army with 30 Phantoms, however, I ordered Xander, a Specter, to stand down.]

Somehow I started to get a bad feeling about all this. Kind of like when a high roller shows up at a casino, the regular folks should bail. David's remarks made my stomach churn.

[There are no restrictions on either side, but my son-in-law is arrogant as fuck. He told Administration that he would not use his army. So he would be fighting on his own.]

David then smiled maniacally as bloodlust poured out of him.

[To the rest of the Battlefronts. Know that this is the true mettle of a North American Reaper. Remember that the next time you think we are easy prey.]

'Fuck,' I cursed inwardly.

[One Phantom against an entire army! Doesn't that make your blood boil! OF COURSE IT DOES! I, THE INVINCIBLE, ISSUE A CHALLENGE TO ALL OTHER REVENANTS. Do you have the courage to put your money where your mouth is? ]

'Fuck. This can't be good.'

[I bet the entire 24th floor of the North American continent. My bet, of course, would be for my son-in-law to win! To any Revenant who has the courage to wager with me, The only thing I will accept is your own 24th floor.

[Winner takes all. If more than one Revenant accepts and the Saviors win, I will surrender the upper floors starting with the 23rd. If my son-in-law wins, then I will take them all!]

'W-what?' I stammered in fear.

What the hell was that bastard up to? He was willing to give up an entire floor? What about the defenders? The materials and soul crystals? What the hell was going on?!

[Of course, it would be boring if only Revenants were betting, so let's include everyone else. You see, this lecher's harem is extremely powerful.

[Even without my son-in-law's consent, they intend to fight for him. If they do, his victory is practically guaranteed. That is boring, so let us try this. The stakes for everyone else are as follows]

'This motherfucker...'

[There will be two betting pools One for my son-in-law and one for the Saviors. For every 1,000 souls in the Savior's pool, his battle harem will be prevented from joining the battle for 1 second.

[In contrast, for every 1,000 souls in my son-in-law's pool, one second of delay will be removed. So the betting pools would determine how early the battle harem can join. If they can join at all.]

'...'

[The pools themselves will be the payout to everyone who joined the game. So as long as your side wins, you all get to keep a hefty payday! There are twenty-four hours before the battle commences. The pools will be finalized by then.]

'...'

[HAHAHA! NOW THAT'S WHAT I CALL A SEEKER'S WAR! By the way, my son-in-law's name is LIMITLESS. You have all heard of him, right? HAHAHAAHA! I am waiting!

You fucking cowards! The clock is ticking! HAHAHAHAHAHA!]