[AlbinoLadyboy: Aren't Bella's wankers supposed to be for that? Why are they all here? Do they all have a death wish?]
[PsychoticButcher: I bla Darling's charisma! His passion is contagious!]
Sohow I found it funny. Anyone else would be ecstatic to see such a display of power. But maybe it was because of {Calculate}. We knew that only people ard with {Rewind} had a chance of surviving a battle with the greater demon.
And sadly, none of the Sirens believed that we should even try to save them. Liv, the most compassionate of us all, wouldn't do more than warn them. We were despicable. If dearest stayed in the gray, the Sirens were born in the dark.
Truly, I had never seen such a collection of dented psychopaths band together.
"Thank you all for coming. I hope you won't regret it," dearest wished.
'What are you going to do now, John Smith? These people are placing their lives and hopes in you. Are you going to sacrifice them? They are weak, why allow them to join at all?' I wondered inwardly.
"Are you all ready to die?" The demon asked mockingly.
Why? I asked myself. Despite the futility of their actions, why did Dearest allow it? Why would he let people do such things when he knew they would perish because of their actions?
"I didn't want to shrink in fear. I get to decide how I die. And I wish to do so while standing."
Then I rembered the first ti I t him. It was when he led the survivors against a horde of undead brutes. Ard only with my 1911, he ran while screaming his fears away.
And when I asked him, that was his answer.
Right. This man had been crazy since the first ti I t him. It was why the Sirens were drawn to him in the first place. Even in the midst of fear and uncertainty, he was a beacon of light that drew everyone to him.
Those around him all knew they could die. But instead of cowering, they all wanted to be brave. Just like the man they all followed.
He didn't retreat in the face of the undead, no matter their size or rank.
He refused to surrender to any human or reaper, from Wraiths to Revenants.
And of course, even if a greater demon stood before him. He would never give in or cower. Dying was okay, as long as it was his choice.
Only then did I understand.
'I see. No wonder you let them.'
The man I loved the most looked at and asked. "Lilly, would you do the honors?"
"It would be my pleasure."
[MasochisticBossbitch: Get ready, we have to protect everyone here.]
[AlbinoLadyboy: Fuck off, you cunt!]
[PsychoticButcher: Don't wanna...]
[AssCheekNiggerette: I refuse.]
[CrossEyedHipster: Too troubleso, pass.]
[SamuraiFacial: I respectfully decline.]
[Yggdrasil'sTitties: I believe we should focus on the demon.]
[MasochisticBossbitch: You still do not understand, Dearest. This is how he asures the weight of a life.]
"IN THE NA OF LIMITLESS! HELLSEND ANNIHILATE THE GREATER DEMON! OPEN COMBAT!" I roared.
And as the battle began, the demon dominated. Even the Spectrers were unable to do any significant damage. The only thing that could penetrate the demon's skin was Sacreds.
"I am tired of this farce. Die!"
At that mont, what we all feared happened. By insisting on helping, Hellsend drew the demon's attention. And contrary to the plan, the dragons lacked the power to keep Andromalius at bay.
[SamuraiFacial: I guess we should be grateful that the Deryck family is still human.]
[AlbinoLadyboy: Haaa....Called it.]
[PsychoticButcher: Useless morons.]
[AssCheekNiggerette: May they find joy in their next life.]
[Yggdrasil'sTitties: I hope they are fine with a Northern burial.]
[CrossEyedHipster: They should have left the weapons behind.]
The Siren's lacked any empathy. Even as those we once called allies were about to depart this world. Yet the one we cherished cried out in a pained voice.
"NOOO!!!!"
[MasochisticBossbitch: Let's go. We have to stop this thing]
[AlbinoLadyboy: Did you go stupid? Get stuffed you slagger!]
[AssCheekNiggerette: Lilly, do you feel the insane amount of souls in that thing? It's almost Revenant level. Even Liv will not be able to stop it.]
[PsychoticButcher: Just let them die. They're not even useful as cannon fodder.]
[Yggdrasil'sTitties: I will go with you.]
[CrossEyedHipster: Ugh. What pineapple are you two giving to peel? You know we can't let you go alone, right? Why the fuck do you have to do this?]
[SamuraiFacial: Fufu. The Sirens act as one. Otherwise, Shujin would be sad.]
[MasochisticBossbitch: You can all feel it, right? The grief in our man's soul.]
[Sirens: ...]
That was what I just realized. Dearest determined the value of life by the choices it made.
Savior who abandoned their duty. Reapers who lost hope. The rogues who no longer wanted anything more than temporal pleasures. Those who blad others for their actions, like Janice Brown.
He would execute these people without the slightest bit of rcy.
But for those who chose to fight? He was like the sun after a long winter.
That was why he helped Constance Faye when she had nothing to offer. Because she refused to accept her circumstances.
The Formless and the Manifest. Gangsters, saints, traitors, slaves, it didn't matter what they were. All that mattered was whether they chose to rise.
The Sirens, of course, all fell into that category. And when we chose him over our own lives. We earned his love.
These were the lives that John Smith found valuable.
Which was why he respected their choice. Which was why his heart was about to break with sorrow. This was the consequences of the life he has chosen.
[MasochisticBossbitch: Let's go.]
[My ladies, I have a suggestion from one of the ani my lord adores.]
Exa then showed us a picture from an ani that Dearest had seen. It showed a man blocking a red spear with what looked like overlapping pink flowers.
[CrossEyedHipster: Anyone got a better plan? I have already calculated the optimum strength. Follow this formation. Liv will be the center of our shield array.]
"{BLINK}!" x 7
Wordlessly, the girls all followed my lead. They could feel the swirling emotions in the soul of our precious kindred. And like the dutiful harem we were. It was our responsibility to support him.
"[KNIGHT]! {SHELTER}!" x7
With Liv at the center, the Sirens ford a hexagram. Using Liv's imnsely superior {Shelter}. We molded our {Shelters} over hers, staking them like plates.
[PsychoticButcher: Tsk. I'll ask Darling for a reward later!]
[AssCheekNiggerette: Jo, you are being a brat again. Focus!]
[SamuraiFacial: Ara. I think such a reward is well deserved.]
[AlbinoLadyboy: Strewth! This is fucking tiring!]
[CrossEyedHipster: Just use {Butcher} to take the Demon's stamina.]
[Yggdrasil'sTitties: HAHA! My blood is on fire! Only the Sirens would behave like this! As befits my sisters! Our legends will be worthy of the Northern Halls!]
As we fought against the powerful attack, I felt my man sinking deeper into a spiral of negative emotions.
'Oh my! This may be the first ti I have seen him like this.'
It was impossible to feel fine all the ti, especially when you live such a chaotic life. Using the Pseudo Kindred connection. I sent him my love and affection.
{Pull yourself together, dear. I know you will get us through this.}
The mont I said the words, Limitless finally moved into action.
"{Blink}!"
In a flash, he was between us and our makeshift shield.
"Exa. Dump everything into defense."
His clothes changed colors as soul armor covered his entire body.
"[Knight]. [Overdrive]. {Shelter}!"
As we watched, we suddenly felt our man ascend to a level 5 Phantom. It was subtle and barely noticeable. But considering who John Smith was. It would definitely be sothing crazy.
"Thanks, buddy. You are the best," dearest praised.
'Is he talking to {Rewind}?'
"{Recursion}!"
Along with a {Fate} we had never heard of before, a massive number of souls were ripped from the ground and from the very sky.
Before any of us could comnt, a ssage popped into my head.
{Limitless has invoked {Recursion}. You have been chosen to be his ward. You will be bound by the order: "Kill the motherfucking demon." but gain his protection. Do you wish to accept? Yes | No?}
As expected from the man I chose.
{Yes!}
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