Limitless The Strongest Revenant

Chapter POV: Josephine Benelli

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"I'M GETTING MARRIED TO DARLING!" I shouted in the dressing room.

The people around me continued to laugh as they went about their tasks. I was in a huge dressing room where my sisters and I were getting ready.

A team of women, led by Cynthia, were busy coordinating both the wedding and our wardrobe. I was dressed in a beautiful wedding gown that highlighted my assets. A group of three reapers from Hellsend were busy doing my hair and makeup.

Normally I didn't like people fussing over me, but today was special. It was funny, Darling was trying to be so sneaky to get us here without us knowing.

Considering how much training the Sirens had in cyber warfare, it was a moot point.

From his call with Phillip, to Exa's web searches, to even the video Exa showed him. I mean, if Robyn of all people could figure it out, what about the rest of us? Even Liv, who was a little slow at first, was already adept at it.

The Internet truly has made man into a cyborg. Being able to access so much information at record speed was nothing short of amazing. It was perhaps the greatest human achievement, even greater than going to the moon.

As new technopaths, my sisters and I had the same goal. To use our new abilities to protect our family. The fact that Phillip even thought he could secretly move my in-laws was stupid.

'If he knew how close he was to dying at that moment, I wonder how he would have felt.'

'Well, darling is too trusting. Better to be careful, keep your guard up, Jo.'

Another interesting development that happened recently. Ever since Darling kissed 'Vela', she seems to have regained her sanity. The dozens of voices that plagued my mind have gone silent. Permanently.

'Vela, people think I'm nuts because of you, you know? You practically ruined my childhood,' I accused.

'Stop being stupid Jo, if it wasn't for me your mind would have broken twice by now. When your Nana died and when you failed in Syria.'

"..."

'The people who ruined your childhood were your parents and Clive Zanardi. But if you look at it objectively, it was no one's fault. The world just made it so that you would meet Darling. The way it was meant to be. Just like I did.'

'What? Wait! What do you mean, meant to meet? Like destiny?'

'Never mind. You will know soon. Congratulations on your wedding, Jo. Enjoy this time of peace. It will not last forever.'

At her abrupt warning, I felt Vela's mind disappear from my head. It was a novel feeling. After a lifetime of having to drown out voices, I was now alone.

'Vela? Vela? Are you here? Where did you go?'

"Lady Vela, how are the new alterations? Do you find them uncomfortable?" one of the Reapers asked. Funnily enough, these three, like the other bridal assistants, had {Fates} that revolved around clothing and makeup.

'How shallow do you have to be to have a {Fate} like that?'

I moved my arms while wondering about the nature of {Fates}. Although their greatest regrets were stupid in my opinion, their hands did a good job. My appeal to Darling was my smile, my long legs and my breasts.

Naturally, I was given a wedding dress that emphasized these features. I turned around and checked the seams to see if everything was in order.

"No, it's perfect, thank you. I don't know much about this, so thank you for your help!"

"Hehe, our pleasure, my lady. Who knew my skills would be of use to our lord and lady. We will work on your makeup next."

She then gestured to a makeup station and another saint began to work.

"Still, Lady Vela. You are beyond beautiful. My lord is a lucky man. Each of the Sirens are goddesses of beauty and grace," one of the Reapers added.

"Well. I am the lucky one. Darling is incredibly difficult to approach. I'm so glad he liked me."

"I could only imagine. Rich, powerful, handsome, and incredibly brave. Many women will weep when my lord is no longer a bachelor."

The moment those words reached my ears, the hairs on my body stood on end. This fucking bitch, she was lusting after MY Darling? In front of me?

'I should skin her alive and set her on fire.'

I belatedly noticed the horrified looks on the faces of the girls serving me. One of them quickly shoved her friend's head down as they both apologized.

"My lady, please forgive her, she is new. Everyone knows that my lord only has eyes for the Sirens. After all, only the ladies are worthy enough for him to confront a Revenant."

When I remembered those sweet, heroic words, my heart became full. Whatever negative feeling I had towards this bitch vanished. Still in the back of my mind, I remembered her face and made a note.

[Check the feasibility of killing this woman without anyone knowing.]

Just then, a woman with black skin adorned in a divine looking dress approached me. Mesmerized by her overwhelming charisma, I gushed like a groupie.

"JAS! YOU LOOK SO GOOD! HOW CAN YOU BE SO BEAUTIFUL?!"

Jas's lips turned up slightly, indicating that she was pleased. Cursed with a resting bitch face, my sister was like a doll. Getting an answer from her was like a shooting star. Unpredictable and elusive.

"You think so? I was hoping Husband would like it," she said shyly.

As long as I remembered, Jas had been incredibly stoic. But after our time in Syria, she became emotionless, like a robot. I always blamed myself because her heart was the sacrifice for our survival.

This was also why I loved Darling so much. Jas made so many expressions and showed emotions whenever our man was involved.

"Of course he will! Sis, we could come to him dressed as potatoes and he would still think we were the most stylish women in the world!"

Although the dressing room was very large, with over a hundred people, the voices of the other brides came in.

"I agree. Honey's fashion sense is crap. Well, as expected from a man, I guess?"

"Yes, Shujin needs new clothes. I would enjoy what comes next very much."

"What do you mean Aki? What comes after? You mean the honeymoon with Beloved?"

"Aki is being sneaky again. She probably plans to dress Possum according to her tastes."

"Hmph. That was quite clever, Robyn. I didn't expect you to notice. As the richest of us all, I will be funding Dearest's wardrobe change. So I'm okay even if we all take turns."

"I am surprised that you are so generous. Husband is cheap, though. He splurges on others, but hardly buys anything for himself."

"Hahaha! I don't care if he's naked! I will even join him," I joked.

At my words, the girls and I all started laughing. Funnily enough, they thought I was joking, but I wasn't.

Just then, I heard a woman's voice arguing at the door.

"Please let me through. I am here to speak with the ladies. My lord Limitless has given me a mission. Shall I tell him that his will has been ignored because of you?"

"Look auntie, I do not know who you are. Do you have any proof of your identity? For one thing, you are human. How can I believe that my lord allowed you to see the ladies?"

"Argh. I don't have time for this. Pixie Richards, get out of my way. I may be human, but I know more about my lord than the two of you. Let me through."

I then used my new program [Whisper] to send my voice to Pixie's ear.

"Let her through, Pixie. Thank you for trying to help. But we can handle this."

"Kya!"

The sound of her surprised yelp and her body looking around made me giggle. Surprised to suddenly hear voices, she took a deep breath before answering.

"That surprised me, Lady Vela. All right, I'll let her through."