Limitless The Strongest Revenant

After being congratulated by the rest of Hellsend, a jubilant mood was in the air. Or rather, wedding fever. Reapers in general had very few sources of joy.

So instead of the usual sad news, everyone was happy to have something to celebrate. Although, if you thought about it, for Hellsend in particular, not being dead was already a victory in itself.

"Oppa, when?"

"You want it tomorrow? We are rich now, we can go to Vegas," Joshua replied.

"Wow! Okay! Let's go! Then fack me with big dick till sun comes up!"

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"Boo, does your family want a fancy wedding? For my side its just me and my ma. Nigga needs time to prepare. Cause you know..."

"Geez, we just became an item yesterday, boo. No need to rush. I'm not going anywhere," Claire reassured her African lover.

"Besides, why are you talking like you have something to be ashamed of? My man is the Captain of the Black Squad of Hellsend. That's impressive."

"Boo. Have I told you how lucky I am?"

"You did, but it doesn't feel bad to hear it again. Mr. Warren Bryant."

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Isolde exclaimed happily as she approached Mike Walker.

"Tristan! Ami is getting married! We should too!"

"Now hold on, sugar, my momma didn't raise no easy boy. You have to win my love first."

"But you were so energetic last night? I thought we alrea...hmmph."

"Hahaha, this and that is another matter, Isolde. I need money to prepare."

"I still have the money you left behind. Do you want it?"

"Thats..."

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Then there were those who didn't particularly like the romantic atmosphere. These people still believed in love, from what I heard with {Listen}.

" Way I see it, as long as a redneck has his gun and a bottle of bourbon. That's all he really needs," Scott Davis commented.

"That's kind of sad, amigo. I know some good senorita's if you are interested. If you are tired of the fake women you gringos have, Latina's make good lovers. Excellent mothers, cooks, and wives. And none of them have cocks."

"You married Santi?"

"Not yet. Haven't found the one to take home yet. But enough about me, are you interested?"

"Hmm, but is she still human? Can't really be with humans, Santi. You know that."

"We can have her join that pendejo's enlistment. What was his name? Vicket? The big fat gringo who guarded Hefe's familia. You all look the same to me."

"It's Vincent, you racist bastard. Do you have a picture?"

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Of course, as in any group, there were also those who had already sworn off romance. For them, such a mood was extremely toxic.

"Pwe! Fucking normies! Weddings are built on corporate greed! They are designed to suck your wallet dry! That's why they invented divorce! So you can have a bunch of them!"

"Nobody cares about your sob stories, you man-child. Stop talking shit before Vela's wolves hear you."

"What do you know? Women are fickle! And evil! I was reported as a stalker just for looking at one! And she wasn't even that pretty! You must have had a childhood sweetheart or something!"

"Hufff... Had a wife. She cheated on me and took the kids. Now I have to pay child support. Some of them are really evil, I agree. But not all of them.

Cheer up, Van. Your wife could be one of the Hellsend," Terence explained as he smoked a stogie.

"You think so? I apologize for going off on you, Terence. I really am childish sometimes."

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Meanwhile, I was left alone at the side as women crowded around the Sirens.

"OUR LADIES! CONGRATULATIONS! PLEASE LET US BE YOUR BRIDESMAIDS!"

Of course, the entire Saint division, led by Yvonne and Aisha, were flocking to my harem. Cynthia, Tildi, Connie, Eva and even Pixie were there. They all marveled at the rings.

Unlike the typical diamond rings, the reapers were amazed at something else entirely. Even with the insane amount of holy energy emanating from them, the rings were special for another reason.

"My goodness! Just how much souls is in this gem!" "I feel more than a million souls!" "Wow! My Lord is really rich!" "He must really love the ladies!" "I know, right? He threatened a Revenant for them!" "KYA!!!!! How romantic!"

If you think about how saints would be born, you would quickly understand why these girls practically worshiped the Sirens. Just as young boys would idolize action heroes, the Saints probably all aspired to be as brave or powerful as my girls.

The Sirens, not used to people fawning over them, smiled wryly. Well, almost all of them. One of them gloated as she bragged in an subtle manner.

"Why yes. Dearest really is quite a romantic. I think it was the first time someone proposed with a background of Blessings and Sacreds. Haha! That would be impossible to buy with money!"

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Meanwhile, Bella, Jas, and Jo discussed with Cynthia and Tildi. Like dutiful wedding planners, the two had their notepads out. They eagerly took notes on what the Sirens considered the perfect wedding.

"I want tons of flowers! And a long-ass carpet! Put it all on Honey's tab!"

"Bella, think carefully. We should focus on ambience and music instead. Husband cannot be trusted in such matters, so we must make it perfect!"

"Kya! I finally get to wear a wedding dress! Jas pinch me, I must be dreaming!"

Considering that one of them was Cynthia, I hesitated whether to let her have a free rein. But as long as Jas was involved, the costs should not be too high. At least I hoped so.

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Next to those excited about the wedding were groups I hadn't expected to see. Liv, Connie, Eva and Aki were all happily chatting about something.

"My Lady Ivaldi, could you please tell me what is involved in a Northern wedding? It would be unfair if northern customs were ignored for yours," Connie practically interrogated Liv.

"Ah. Um... there isn't really much, usually just a modest feast. And an exchange of soul brands. And the newlyweds would share a cup of mead."

"Then do you have any special dishes you would like me to prepare, my lady?" Eva asked respectfully.

"Um, Miss Eva, you are a Specter. You should not worry about such things. I am sure Beloved will call someone else instead."

"On the contrary. From what I know of the boy, he would be more pleased if I helped you than if I helped him. What about you, boss? Do you have any requests?"

"Baker-sama, just because you are at Inari's Kitchen doesn't mean that I am your boss..."

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Finally, my Aussie was having a verbal spat with someone close to her age.

"How can you get married? You look even younger than me!" Pixie gasped in surprise.

"Look, you little cunt. I am already 18! I'm a grown woman! Possum loves to grope me, you know? He's smitten with my mature charms!"

"But you look flat as a board compared to the other Sirens. Are you sure my lord doesn't see you as his daughter or something?"

"{Imaging} - Holographic. Hmm. 20AA. You are practically a man!"

"What?! How did you know that? You don't look any better!"

"Ehem! I am 21A. And they say it gets bigger if the one you love massages it."

"Really! Is that true! Did they say how much it grew?"

"Join Rhiannon's Hellcats and I will tell you."

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