For most of my life, I have fought my battles alone. From my childhood, through my teenage years, to my adult life. Co to think of it, there was only one ti I fought with companions I trusted.
It was when I fought with the Sirens.
Normally, I had very little trust in other people. One general rule I had already accepted was that everyone had a price. People will look out for themselves, even if it ant screwing you over.
It didn't an they were bad people, it just ant that whatever you had to offer was worth less. So it was a question of how much you were worth. Those who were of little value would rarely find people of integrity and impeccable worth.
That was what I used to believe.
But the won before were different.
Each from a different continent. Each carried scars that twisted them. But they all had a fire burning inside of them, and their pasts didn't make beautiful roses.
Scratch that, they were imnsely desirable blossoms. They might be divine roses, but they also had so poisonous thorns.
During the enlistnt, I had hardly anything to offer. Only my {Fate} and a single promise. Now that I've learned what I didn't know before, my words back then were cringeworthy.
Yet they all followed .
Even though I had nothing, they followed.
Against the undead, against the brute, and even against fate.
Though Lilly was not with us during the enlistnt, she showed the sa faith.
She and I dueled, dated, and retrieved my father's weapons. She told what it ant to be a Reaper, and it was sothing I refused to accept.
When I made more promises that I had nothing to back up with, this woman neither mocked nor ridiculed . Instead, she accepted and believed.
Since then, the Sirens had acted as my agents. They saved Haru, gave Trinity the middle finger, and protected my family.
After we reaffird our love for each other, I already knew that these won would die by my side. My life was already a battle, but they didn't care.
This Saturday I would be fighting the Saviors.
If I survived, I would simply go back to killing undead. And after hearing the stories of my girls, I had even more people to kill.
For Liv, I would smash Luk's face in. I would also unleash so much Freedom on Antarctica that the dead would disappear.
For Lilly I would brawl with David. And find a way to free her from killing Rogues.
For Robyn, I would find the terrorist group that kidnapped her and kill them all. I also plan to have Bella find her parents.
For Jo, my confrontation with Clive Zanardi was already set. I wouldn't kill him right away, but I would kill him eventually. That would include anyone who hard Margaret, her beloved nanny.
For Bella, I would wage war against the Comando Verlho. It didn't matter how big their organization was. I was a bastard who never tired and had unlimited supplies. None of them would escape .
For Jas, I wanted to go to Syria and kill everyone associated with the Assad regi. If the rebels were bad, I would kill them too.
For Aki, although she already killed Miroku, I cannot forgive Trinity for kidnapping Haru. If I originally hated them for their shit, this ti it was personal.
Unknowingly, I was already on a collision course with three of the seven Revenants. David Thomas the Invincible, Clive Zanardi the Virtuous, and Erick Odinson the Unbreakable.
This was on top of my already existing war with Hellsgate. If what Lilly, Liv and Bella had said was any indication. Hell was about to burst open. If that was the only precedent, then there was literally no other choice but to prepare for it.
If I was operating under the assumption that Arica would eventually be sward by the living dead, my actions now had rules to govern them.
First, I had to secure my family. For now, the Simmons and the Sirens made up that group. This was non-negotiable, I would do everything in my power to make sure they were as safe as possible.
Second, I needed to establish a base where I could ride out the storm. Most military bases needed three things: supplies, fortifications, and an army capable of both reconnaissance and combat.
The 2nd Andnt intended to move near my ho. It would, of course, help ensure our defense. If you add Vincent's group, so much the better. I should also get Phillip and the LLG to move as well, if possible.
Third was allies. It was impossible to never need help. Zach's words convinced of this.
"Hell breaks open. Everything you see in Hellsgate that cos to the surface. Hellsgate is a doorway to hell. Once Armageddon arrives, the number of undead would swell to a thousand tis what it is now."
Take any weeb familiar with adventure stories, and they have a na for such an event.
'Dungeon Breaks.'
The event was sothing common to most fiction that had dungeons in their world.
"Right now, Hellsgate can resist, so we can even have peaceful days. But soon we will not be able to stop it. The only solutions are either to raise an army strong enough to beco a breakwall, or to close Hellsgate from the inside."
When such events happen in fiction, it takes a massive amount of effort on the part of the heroes to stop them. This was usually used to get the MC closer to his heroine or to make allies along the way.
Zach's words actually helped understand that dungeon breaks were included in the dia for a reason. They were a warning. It was not a possibility, it was a certainty.
It ant that even if we could withstand the onslaught of the undead. These dungeon breaks, if left unchecked, would not only overwhelm most defenses, but destroy them altogether.
From my perspective, things beca extrely simple.
Defenders had a huge advantage over attackers. And mankind has made giant leaps in this regard. Howitzers, mines, you na it. Give enough ti and I will make sure that not a single undead would be left standing.
'After all, I am Limitless. Ammunition, supplies, stamina. None of these things were a problem for .'
To support another country or continent, ICBMs and nukes were always an option. Lilly's words were right. This age would be the best ti to resist Hellsgate. Everyone knew what zombies were and what to do with them.
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