Limitless The Strongest Revenant

"Pant…pant…Dearest you are too tyrannical…" Enjoying the sight of my depraved pervert, I created a soul cage and made it translucent. It reminded me of the material you saw in bathrooms. Like frosted glass. The other avatars and I pulled out towels and some water from my subspace. We then tenderly picked up Lilly, sat her down on a {Shelter} stool and began wiping her down. My American princess had her eyes widen when we all acted subservient. It was as if she was a queen, and we were merely slaves unworthy of even kissing her feet. Elated, Lilly watched in happiness as we served her. Like a work of art, we each cleaned her marvelous body gingerly. Completely opposite the way I manhandled her earlier, this act was my peace offering. 'Well, technically Lilly herself is somewhat confused.' This woman enjoyed seeing others bow to her. But subconsciously, she also longed to be dominated. Humiliated even. As there was seven of us, cleaning her took no time at all. Within a few minutes we cleansed the filth and grime off her. "Fufufu. You know I could have easily used {Rewind} to clean up. Could it be because you awakened to the joys of servitude, Dearest?" "If it's you and in the bedroom, I don't mind. I am extremely happy when I see the woman I love pampered and cared for." "…" Lilly suddenly clammed up and looked away. Despite her attempts to hide her embarrassment, she was surrounded. So naturally I saw her adorable, flushed cheeks. Feeling I needed to give her some time to calm down, my avatars and I pulled out Lilly's uniform from her Storage. Although she does not have [Hellsend's Armory] as she was connected to Exa, what was hers was also mine. From her underwear, stockings, heels to all the way to her coat and hat, we had it all. We quickly dressed her up to the nines. "Ah, sorry Lilly, I don't know how to apply makeup. Maybe I should start learning." "Fufu. This is enough Dearest. You must have noticed that my look hardly changed right?" "Yes. There was hardly any difference, even without the cosmetics." "Are you pleased?" Lilly teased with a smile. "Very. You know I love the natural look." "Yes. I believe so, besides you would simply just kiss or lick it off." "I plead guilty." Lilly started giggling innocently, naturally I joined her. To anyone seeing us they probably would never believe we were blowing each other apart less than fifteen minutes ago. Even when the world turned to shit having someone beside you made it all worth it. Just then I sensed the soul cage created by the Wolves come down. Signatures of over a hundred Reapers all closed in on us. As the duel finally ended, everyone was coming here. But of course, there was six of them who were approaching faster than anyone else. "Tsk. I already locked the area down. That was way too quick," Lilly complained as she clicked her tongue. Knowing my harem, they should have all chosen to use {Portals} to get here, but they didn't. Lilly who gave us the ability to use subspaces was the only one who could also seal them. It was probably because my princess wanted to monopolize me even for a few moments longer. "DAAARRRRLLIIINNNGGGG!!!!" Like a raging bullet fired from a cannon Jo raced. Followed by the rest of my girls. Bella, Jas and Aki leisurely jogged. Liv on the other hand had my Aussie in her arms in a bridal carry. It saddened me a bit that unlike before, Robyn could no longer keep pace with the Sirens. Jo for some reason ran towards Thursday and crashed into him. Thursday was the same avatar who fought her to a standstill. As everyone was me, I never noticed before. But Jo already had a way to distinguish my avatars from each other. I caught the cheerful Italian in a snug embrace. My woman giggled like she won the lottery. Enjoying the energy Jo brought to my life, I wrapped my arms around her even tighter. "Darling! You beat us all! Congratulations! I have come to give you your prize!" She then closed her eyes and offered her lips to me. Seeing her tremble like a chaste maiden ignited my loins. I leaned in and claimed my reward. Lilly as if sparked by some kind of desire to not lose, went to Tuesday and also kissed me. "Congratulations Honey!" "It was a great victory, Husband." "Thank you for your hard work, Anata." Liv similarly gave her praise as she let down Robyn, "Beloved, your valor eclipses even that of the mightiest of heroes. And your fervor and strength are both worthy of song. Well done." I nodded in satisfaction at Liv's over the top praise. If it came from anyone but her, I would believe they were messing with me. But my Valkyrie had a penchant for using such prose. Robyn gave me a high five when she reached Wednesday. "That was bloody brilliant, Possum. But don't think the next one would be as easy." The main selling point of {Day by Day} was that the six bodies including the main one was identical. However somehow, the girls could distinguish between them. They went to their respective "John Smiths", the ones who fought them before giving my bodies a kiss. Each Siren expressed affection in their own little ways. Some did so passionately, others opted to be soft and tender. What was clear however was how much pleasurable each gave me. And combine together, feasting on my harem drove me insane. It was a good thing the Siren's had yet to open their {Kindred} links. The horny and desire rushing through me would have incapacitated them. Unfortunately, while I was enjoying myself, like a coordinated ballad, the girls all pulled away. Wanting more I reached out to pull them all closer, only for a voice to interrupt us. "Ehem. Congratulations on your victory my lord. That was a truly impressive victory!" Clearing his throat, my chief Administrator finally showed up with the rest of my men. Despite being rich as fuck he still wore his sloppy butler suit and made a disgusting smile of a scammer. Phillip Scrivener was many things, but a happy person he was not. His happiness put me on guard. "Why are you here, you monocled bastard? I though you left your post to join Ishtar's Bloodline?" "My lord, I serve not just you but every member of your house. As joining Lady Lilly's squad does not affect my ability to fulfill my tasks as your chief Administrator, I saw no reason to decline. Also, I believe this would lead to the best outcome." While Phillip's reply sounded respectful, his face showed a different story. I could practically hear the complaints going through his mind. Something to the tune of 'As if I could say no!' and 'you doting motherfucker, who knows what you have done if I did!' Phillip expressed his admiration again before he kneeled down. And for some reason everyone else followed. The rest of the officers all similarly had expectant faces. Wondering why they were like this; Exa quickly elaborated on the crux of the matter. [Anyone with {Call my Name} would be expectant my lord.] 'Huh? Why?' [My lord, when you gave the Officers and the rest of Hellsend {Call my Name}, they naturally compared it to {Limitless}. Most understood that the {Kismet} they received is a degraded version of you namesake skill.] 'So? Why would that matter to them?' [Those that knew you before you created {Limitless} are familiar with your old combat styles. And {Call my name} incorporated many of these abilities. Following this logic, they understood that every time you upgraded, theirs would scale to keep up.] 'Ho? So, they knew that I would upgrade them as well?' [Yes. As the Sirens have been very vocal how disappointment their results were, they knew that unless you granted them more power, they would not be able to keep up.] 'Has the Sirens begun strengthening their squads respectively?' [Indeed, they have begun to do so. More than that, as our people grows there has begun a division of industry. Apart from Administration enforcing the battlefront tax, those who wish to devote themselves to a specific profession are no longer required to remain in combat.] 'Taxes huh…' The biggest benefit of owning land and having dominion over it was levying taxes. In David's battlefront the tax was a fixed amount of souls per month. But that just made people do anything for the stuff, even if it meant stagnating.