Limitless The Strongest Revenant

Chapter 552: Guiding light [1/2]



It was often said that the best way to develop an idea was to brainstorm with different people. There were a lot of reasons for this, but mostly it was because if you grouped people who all thought the same way, there would be very little discussion and you would just have yes-men.

In order to have a discussion, people had to be willing to take criticism and learn from each other. Unfortunately, in today's modern world, cancel culture has become quite prevalent. Instead of discussing and trying to understand other people's points of view, they just cut all ties.

I understood where people were coming from. When you are tired and exhausted from work or school, the last thing you want to do is waste more energy arguing with other people. Unfortunately, the side effect of such a lifestyle would of course be that your social bonds were as weak as paper.

After all, if you gave up your relationship with everyone you disagreed with. Only one of two things will happen.
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You will have no one left, or those you do have will be yes-men who have no opinions. Neither of those conditions are very appealing.

Cutting out toxic negativity was a real tool. But you should not stop understanding what you do not know just because it offends you.

That was why most people hated the Alphabet Bastards. They were offended by everything and you were supposed to bow down to their nonsense like it was the best thing since sliced bread.

Earl and Noelle never shut me down when I disagreed with them. We talked and they listened. That was part of the reason I respected them.

My father, on the other hand, solved everything with a beating. If he didn't like what I was saying, he would hit me until I listened. If that didn't work, he would stop giving me money or food.

Of course, that was why I loved the Simmons and left the Smith home as soon as I could. And now that I was going to have a family of my own, I had to figure out what to do.

Jo, Jas, Aki and Robyn were all thinking in the most practical way possible.

Jo and Jas were Descendants of extremely high intellect. And they had personally seen the horrors of war. They had long since learned how evil humans could be. So they took the best course of action. To have the bigger stick at their sides and the will to beat people with it.

Aki and Robyn similarly came from the same environment. Raised as assassins, they knew of the darkness most hid behind their masks. Aki was forced to kill her heart, while Robyn was never raised to have one.

They were weapons. And to them, giving the enemy the chance to kill you first was stupid.

The four of them didn't believe in human kindness.

They believed in the opposite. So it was not even a question for them. As Jas had said, the weapon wasn't as important as who wielded it.

To protect ourselves from betrayal and misery in the future, we will give people power, but we will also use it as a gun to their heads. It was inhuman, brutal, but extremely logical.

Bella, Lilly and Liv, on the other hand, brought ethics and morality into the discussion. Although they were extremely intelligent people, they could not allow themselves to agree with Jas' proposal.

Lilly, with her belief in the Browning dogma, would of course be against it. Most would call her a hypocrite, as she had done worse to rogue children during her time with the White Guard.

But I wanted her out of North America because I knew such actions were something she deeply resented.

Liv, who came from the land of the North, was a great believer in honor and chivalry, much like Lilly. She was not like the recorded Vikings and was more like the noble Asgardians of mythology.

Her way of life was similar to that of knights and samurai. To ask her to kill someone without even a duel was to spit on her way of life.

While Bella bathed in the blood of the innocent, she had a bottom line. She never touched the family of her targets. Even the school, churches, and hospital she had bombed before were all locations used as cover for C.V. operations.

And while she was still carrying out her attacks, she carried this immense guilt with her even after her death.

As I considered the proposal, I began to think about its applications. I was not smart by any stretch of the imagination, but I was not stupid either. While I gambled with my own life most of the time, I would never gamble with the lives of my girls.

The best reason for me to implement a kill switch was to suppress out-of-control reapers.

"David Thomas was the reason she died. We were part of his assault team, and on one night, his soul collapsed. And she was one of the casualties to get him back."

[Inari: One of the jobs of Administration is to maintain order. Specter's suddenly loosing loved ones are among those that they need to be most wary off.]

[Satis: A Specter would eventually forget the recently deceased with time. However, if brought up by a third party the weak minded among their ranks have their soul's collapse. To ensure this doesn't happen, anyone related to a Specter is erased.]

I once thought that Zach and David's choices were tyrannical. They erased the memories of the dead. He also declared people traitors just because they didn't follow him.

Yet here I was, thinking about putting a kill switch in the brains of my entire force.

But my own moral compass knew it was the right thing to do. As my powers grew, what would I do if one of my Specters went insane?

What if they killed someone I cared about? My {Kindred} and, to a lesser extent, my {Vassals}. Getting angry after someone died was pointless.

One's energy was better spent avoiding the situation in the first place. This was why tactical analysis was a thing in sports, business, and the military.

Instead of wishing you had a plan to reverse a defeat, you should never have gotten into that position in the first place.

I would never forgive myself if one of my Reapers accidentally killed one of my loved ones. David was lucky that Xander forgot his anger. If it had been me, I would have never stopped trying to kill him.

Even though I could understand the opinions of the idealistic faction of my girls. I was and always had been a realist. There was no lofty goal to my actions. I took things as they were, not as I believed they should be.

I killed reapers during the enlistment because they would kill me if they had the chance. I went to war with the Saviors because I learned that they were a weapon that could be used to murder me. And they were fucking bastards that I couldn't stand.

My decision to raise the Formless as an army was not for the benevolent reasons most believed. The Formless were desperate, they wanted to fight but couldn't.

I needed soldiers, so of course we got along. I armed the Saints for the same reason. So they could help me. It just so happened that our needs coincided.

I knew I was being an ungrateful asshole. But even though Hellsend willingly fought a demon for me, I still did not believe them 100%.

Currently, the only people who had my complete trust were my girls. While I trusted Hellsend with certain tasks, even if they fucked everything up, it didn't matter.

Because I took their failures into account. Of course, the same was true for those who guarded my adopted family. I counted them all as bodies that would delay the enemy. But Exa and the Sirens were watching my family 24/7.

I trusted my battle harem and my own {Kismet}. Not the ones who serve me.

However, although I was a realist, I was also quite prone to being emotional, impulsive, and conceited. Since I didn't trust anyone, I didn't like asking people for help. But I knew that in order to become something more, I had to change.


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