Limitless The Strongest Revenant

[Statistically speaking. Having suddenly break all his vows he kept most of his life in the short period before his death was statistically impossible. There was also a noticeable difference to his combat prowess after he broke each geass.]

'Yeah, I kind of got that Exa. Thank you.'

While I was aware of the link between mythology was Reapers was present, I tried to ignore it. Because to me, a modern-day Christian I found that if I didn't my thoughts spiraled down a bottomless rabbit hole. It felt like I was staring to the abyss.

Isolde being in a play was one thing. But accepting that the deities and heroes from mythology and history as Reapers was completely different. From what I knew Europe had a pretty weird set of mythologies. They turned people into gods.

After seeing the past lives of the Sirens in my door room, I researched them. Robyn's Graveyard alias, Rhiannon wasn't as well known in pop culture as the others, so I researched her first.

Everything known about the goddess Rhiannon was from two branches of the Mabinogi. The Mabinogi was basically a book of short stories the Welsh accepted as their mythology.

That was all well and fine, I had no issues with the Welsh having the Mabinogi as their bible. Almost every religion had a book of some sort. My issues came in the ties it had to reality.

First Rhiannon's husband was someone named Pwyll. Incidentally this bastard was one of the men who appeared in the door room in my mind. Pwyll in the Mabinogi was the prince of Dyfed. There was nothing wrong with that.

My issue was the friend of this Pwyll bastard, Arawn. Pwyll and Rhiannon didn't actually meet in Dyfed. They met in Annwn, Arawn's kingdom. Of the best part? Annwn is Welsh for "Otherworld".

How the fucking hell would Pwyll suddenly have a friend from another world? As I read the first branch of the Mabinogi, many things popped out to me.

Annwn was literally a different world. And Pwyll seemingly stumbled into it. The man was fucking isekaied. I didn't know if this tale was something IRIS cooked up, but the elements were mostly the same.

The story went as follows, Pwyll stumbled into Annwn and gets chased by a bunch of dogs. Pwyll kills them in self-defense which eventually kicks off his legend. Pwyll becomes a mighty warrior, kills Arawn's rival and earns Arawn's eternal friendship.

But see, when there were a lot of parts to this story that did not make sense to me.

If I assumed that Rhiannon and Pwyll were Reapers, that would make Annwn fucking Hellsgate. And Arawn being one of its kings would either be a Revenant or a Specter. The way I could change the labels and made this story applicable to my current situations was fucking insane.

Anyway, back to the story. Annwn was embroiled in a civil war. With Arawn and his rival Hafgan vying for supremacy. Again, this was reminiscent to what we were doing right now. Reapers fighting each other in Hellsgate.

Arawn angry that his dogs were killed makes some bullshit reason and asked Pwyll to masquerade as him for a year and a day. By that I mean Arawn magically turned Pwyll into his doppelganger. Arawn then vanished the entire time Pwyll was acting as him.

Normally you would think this was fucking impossible. But once {fates} came into play everything in this fucking legend became believable. Okay so {Fates} could explain the appearance, but how did Pwyll become a mighty warrior?

Not surprisingly, I found my answer using my current circumstances. The ease at my thoughts flowed made me anxious. There was a simple way for Pwyll to suddenly be more than human. Arawn could have just turned Pwyll into a Reaper.

Pwyll would have become Arawn's Child. It was common for Reaper Parents to loan {Fates} and soulgear to their children. However, then my question was why? Why would Arawn, a Reaper turn a prince into his Child?

There was literally no benefit to him. Pwyll was a fucking nobody before all this. He was just a one of the many princes who made no significant contributions up to this point.

However, then it hit me. Reapers lie all the time. We used Earth and the humans as tools and servants. Wasn't Hellsend and I doing so right now? What if I was looking at it all wrong?

What if the story was intentionally obscured by IRIS to hide it from Reapers?

The lessons from the past Reapers could be shared to humans as myths. And the stories would be spread on generation after generation. Immortalizing the feats of the Reapers. Even if the Reaper died and every Reaper forgot, humans would remember.

'I still can feel the goosebumps back then,' I couldn't help thinking.

Specters could not remember the dead.

That was their curse, and while they forced the Reapers around them to also forget, that rule didn't apply to humans. Using humans as memory devices was either the most ludicrous plan I ever heard or the most fucking brilliant one.

So, I changed how I thought about it. If I could find a reason for why Arawn turned Pwyll into a Reaper, then everything would make sense. If I couldn't that simply meant I was just being paranoid.

With this thought in mind, I revisited the legend. This all started with the dogs. Pwyll's story all started because he killed Arawn's dogs. Why? How would he even meet the dogs? Was it all because of chance?

'No. Reapers never believed in chance. Reapers believe only in Fate.' Enjoy new adventures from My Virtual Library Empire

If I was Arawn, a fucking Revenant, how would they even get killed without me knowing? No, that wasn't possible. I would have just massacred the ones attacking them. So, the dogs dying didn't make any sense.

Arawn was a fucking Revenant! How the fuck could his hunting dogs be weak? How would they keep up with him if they could be killed a mere human? If they did die it would have to be someone at least on the level of a Phantom.

The closest dogs I knew from Hellsgate were the Rank E Spikedogs. They were ugly as hell but were durable. Provided that Arawn was a Revenant, he might have had higher ranked monsters with him. Maybe Rank B or even A.

Okay, if that was the case, then how could Rank A dogs be killed by Pwyll? The short answer— he couldn't. Pwyll would have died instead. That was when it clicked.

If Pwyll died to his pets, then it made sense for Arawn to consider turning him to a Reaper. Because that meant, either his dogs went to Earth, or a human came to Hellsgate. Both situations being out of the norm, as a Revenant Arawn would most likely believe that this human was someone who had a unique fate.

Much like David and the rest of the Revenant bastards, due to their immense power they often got into stalemates. Wasn't that why David use me to break the Armistice? If Arawn and his rival were equal, Arawn needed a way to turn the situation.

Arawn locked into a standstill with his enemy would have sought for a way to gain the advantage. And when his dogs found him one, he took the chance. As I knew the end outcome, Arawn's move proved to be fucking brilliant.

His gamble paid off as Pwyll's legend included him killing Hafgan, Arawn's rival for his kingdom. Arawn made a bunch of other requests which Pwyll needed to keep during the agreement. Including not cucking him by sleeping with his wife.

If you consider Pwyll was a Wraith, made a whole lot of sense. Arawn probably didn't even leave Annwn and just acted in the shadows. Anyway, with all his achievements, Arawn ends up promising everlasting friendship to Pwyll and Dyfed.

Considering that Arawn was a Revenant, that meant a lot. Fast forward a bit and Pwyll now comes and goes to Annwn like it was his own backyard. There he met Rhiannon. And together they begin their own tragic tale.

And so, my mental exercise created a believable Scenario for how Pwyll became a Reaper. The story didn't end there but when the pieces fell into place so easily, I grew terrified.

Pwyll was a fucking Reaper. This Mabinogi was the story of his ascension.

To east my anxiety, I tried to check the Mabinogi against history. If I could prove the Pwyll was nothing more than a work of fiction, I knew could calm down. Why? Because I did not want to acknowledge that Pwyll, one of my past lives was real.

Because his story didn't have a good ending. Rhiannon who he met later, suffered so much I gnawed at me.