Limitless The Strongest Revenant

Everyone just wanted to live and be happy. We desire what we do because we believe it would get us happiness. As such, in a fucked-up world right now, most people desire to escape. This gave birth and steam to Isekai.

In most Isekai, people had a cheat and were allowed to be their own superheroes. Alone they would impact a world. Alone they would gain love and respect and happiness. As Isekai was primarily a genre of fiction it naturally had an ending.

And as most of these endings were happy. Because who the fuck would want to read a tale where everything ended in tragedy. Not unless your goal was to piss everyone off. As Anime and Manga were in the end business most were given happy endings just for the readers satisfaction.@@novelbin@@

Most of the time in order to get this happy endings, logic and realism were thrown out of the window. This cause Isekai to be looked down upon due to plot armor. In a world where you could never fail, why bother trying your best? Why bother trying to learn? And as a result, Isekai stories have some of the blandest characters you would ever see.

But much like what IRIS intended the brainwashing they did with Isekai worked. Now people knew what to do even if suddenly get teleported, reincarnated or transmigrated into different worlds.

Stefan De Arno was the same. He relieved the same experience. He got Isekaied as a monster. As a Vampire he gained a harem and loyal followers. As a duke he commanded a large army. As a protagonist in his own story, he got to live his dreams.

However, unlike fiction, this was real. Unlike Anime and Manga, this story has no plot armor. Unlike the stories written back on Earth, it was not impossible to fail.

"I can't do this anymore. I thought I changed, but I didn't. I lost all of them. The family and friends I loved. All for nothing. I was too weak.

I couldn't protect them. It wasn't like in the Anime and manga!"

Stefan began bawling his eyes out as he cried. His women tried to comfort him, but their efforts were useless. The mighty duke broke down and cried his heart out. He probably hated his weakness. After all, despite loving them all he did not die with them.

Unfortunately, I had no pity to spare for this fucker. The mere fact that despite commanding such a powerful force he still was a coward showed his lack of growth. This man only went with the flow. He got overconfident in his power and paid the price. There was not much to say.

And unlike with the Sirens. I had not reason to coddle this bastard. I stood up and climbed over the elegant coffee table in front of me. I then reached for Stefan. His wives tried to stop me, but I ignored them.

They lacked the physical might to restrain me. So I grabbed the duke of Arno by his collar as his entire harem pulled on my body. I shook them all off and raised the Japanese reincarnator. And slammed my fist into his cheek.

"Guh!"

[My lord, I sense a presence trying to invade your soul. This must be his brainwashing ability.] Find exclusive stories on My Virtual Library Empire

'Can it take over my mind?'

[No, my lord, your kismet {Illusion Resistance} prevents him from doing so.]

'Wonderful. Thank you, Exa.'

Despite tears in his eyes, I winded up my fist and smacked him again on the cheek.

"Gha!"

The man immediately stopped crying and began to shield his face. I instead switched my target and punched his sternum. He began chocking but I didn't stop and continued to punch his chest.

"Ugh!"

His harem began to arm themselves with blood fingernails. But when they heard my other bodies raise our guns, they all stepped back. That was all they amounted too. Their love and devotion were still worth more than their lives.

'So much for loyalty…' I thought in derision.

My girls on the other hand would not only run to me in a hailstorm of gunfire. They would fight and hunt anything that harmed me. And unlike the Noble Vampires here, they would willingly give flesh to cleave bone.

"S-Stop!"

Feeling my heart warm up from remembering the devotion of my wives, I felt good.

"P-Please! S-Stop! I-It hurts!"

Despite my mood, Stefan's behavior was unsightly. I continued my assault and increased the force behind each strike. After a few more blows, Stefan's handsome face got roughed up. He didn't bruise despite the beating I inflicted. Was it because vampires had no blood in their bodies I wondered.

"Was this what you did when your entire family got killed?"

"Gwahk! D-Don't you have any sense of decency? How could you beat me up! Ugh!"

"Pitiful."

As his body didn't swell, I exploded one of his eyes instead. I broke the bones in his face but didn't stop. Soon the duke grew quiet and stopped resisting.

"Are you done with your pity party?"

"…"

I threw him to the ground and went back to my seat.

"You are a Vampire; you will not die from this. Heal yourself back up and sit your ass back down."

"Just kill me…" he pleaded while lying on his back.

"No."

"…"

"Get back up Stefan."

"…"

"Get back up. Stop running. You are being a coward. Why run to the surface when you are immortal. Just go after the ones who killed your family."

"It's useless. They are too strong. I am powerless. I am nothing without my wives and followers."

"Then what do you call these bastards?" I retorted while gesturing to the other vampires.

"They are brainwashed. I have suggestions in them that they should be loyal to me. But if their instincts go against that, they can resist it. I can order them to have sex, but I cannot order them to fight to the death."

"I see. So, the stronger their instinct to resist the more worthless your abilities is."

"Y-You really are a fucking heartless bastard, you know."

"I don't give a crap about your opinion. Get back up and sit your ass down," I growled.

"Just shoot me already and get over it. Maybe the next time I get reincarnated I can get an op body too. Maybe that would be better."

"So what? So that you can get the ones who believed in you all killed again?"

At my harsh rebuke Stefan flinched. This fucking bastard was delusional. He already stopped trying to think. He tried to hide it, but I noticed that his body was trembling. He no longer had the will to keep going.

'Fuck! this is not working.'

The main problem with Stefan was that he acted exactly like those in Isekai stories. He lacked any sense of accountability and seemed to not be able to accept that he did something wrong. He probably believed in the power of friendship, bonds and all that crap.

So long as he felt that he did nothing wrong, it didn't matter how many worlds he got transmigrated into. He would always reach the same result.

"Since you are dumb as fuck. Let me spell it out for you, you moronic mother fucking coward. This world is not an Isekai. The moment you held to the idea that you would not learn how to fight was the moment you were doomed to fail."

"…"

"You have regrets, right? What ifs. You probably dream of them every waking moment. Scenarios of how it might have been, if you did something different. But that is all they are. What ifs.

You lacked the balls to move forward which is why they all died."

"…"

Still nothing huh? Even after all the hateful words I said this mother fucker still refuses to stand up. Just how fucking useless was this bastard. The truth will not help a person like him.

I had one final trick in me, and I hoped it work. While this bastard was a coward, I found the idea of torturing him for information a waste of time.