Limitless The Strongest Revenant

'Tell her.' X3

Unanimously my girls all said the same thing. Given their backgrounds I understood why they didn't want to coddle her. For one Pixie was not on Earth. She already had to go through a lot of shit just because of her circumstances.

I then stared towards the child who anxiously waited for me to resume talking. She held her hands in front as she squirmed in her seat. It was the classic pose of children awaiting a scolding or in some cases a beating.

My heart felt compassion for her as someone who also grew up being beaten. I was lucky I had Noelle and the Simmons family. Pixie didn't and died before she even hit puberty.

"I was half a descendant. I died from being beaten to death for stealing on earth. I suddenly found myself inside the battlefront."

Even the way she died was pitiful. {Compass} allowed her to find what she wanted and needed. What did she regret and desire as she died alone for stealing?

"I don't know my lord. All I remember was I wished to find someone who I could trust. Someone who would be my family. I felt something pointing me to Arcus kiss and I ran towards it."

"…"

Truly life was a bitch. But it was during moments like this where I remembered compared to others, I had a good life. And that there were many like me who also suffer under the same sky.

"Pixie…" I called.

"Yes, my lord?"

"Let's play a game. I have a friend, and he is sick. He doesn't hurt now but will die horribly in 20 years. The only for him to get well is to drink poison which would hurt a lot. What do you think I should do? Have him drink the poison or wait?"

The child stared at the ground in silence. Obviously, my question was not for fun. It was a loaded question. Earl did this to me a lot while I was growing up. Using examples and analogies allowed children to understand complex topics.

Right now, what I needed to know was how mature was my {Vassal}. If she chose the option of waiting to delay the pain, I will respect her decision. But if she decides to drink the poison then I will tell her right now.

"I would have him drink the poison now, my lord."

"Why?"

"Nothing good comes from avoiding pain, my lord. Even if he does not hurt now, your friend might die before the 20 years. And by then you might not be around to give him the poison. I would rather do the hard thing now and ensure the result I want."

"…"

I found myself smiling bitterly, the child in front of me was not even 18. But she was wiser than most her age that tried to eat tidepods and drink bleach.

"I might look like a child, but I am no longer human my lord. I knew as much when I returned to Earth."

"You did?"

Nodding she continued, "Yes, my lord. I was allowed to go back to Earth after your Seeker war. D came with me as I visited my old neighborhood. I already noticed it back then. The kids my age were all laughing happily and were being silly. I-I…"

My {Vassals} voice began to shake as she began to wipe her tears.

"I can never return to the living. I am a Reaper. When I died I though life was unfair. But when I saw the Chuckies I knew I was being a stupid. Crying about my life helped no one. You, my lord gave me direction."

"I did?" I asked in confusion.

"Yes. After your Seeker war, I tried to learn as much as I can about the Formless and you. You are amazing my lord. Hellsgate rejected you. The Enlistment, the stigma against the Formless, the Saviors, you were attacked and ambush twice. But you fought through it all."

"…"

"I then knew why {Compass} pointed me to you, my lord. What I asked back then was to find a way to survive."

"I posted my mother's soulgear on the Graveyard marketplace as that was my {fate} told me to do to find what I wanted to find. It is amusing that you became the way for me to find my goal."

"My lord, I am convinced your path is the one I should follow. And until I find out what my purpose is in this world, I will follow you," Pixie declared. She also clenched her fist eagerly as if psyching herself up.

If she has that much determination, I have to answer in kind. I was worried for nothing. Pixie might have the body of a child. But her mind was already one of a veteran reaper.

"I see, then I have something to tell you," I began

"Is it related to my mother, my lord?"

"Yes. It will be difficult to hear, but this is the poison I mentioned earlier."

"…"

"Pixie. Soulgears are made from dead Reapers."

"!!!"

I allowed Pixie to process her emotions. Her body trembled. Her eyes began shedding tears as she tried to speak.

"T-Then…m-my…m-mother?"

I shook my head confirming what she had guessed. Pixie then hugged her arms and began to wail in a heartbroken scream.

"HAAAAAAAAA!!!!! Mama! Mama! Mama! HAAAAAAAA!!!!!"

Wordlessly I came closer and wrapped her in my arms. Pixie wept pitifully even more. She began to cry incoherently as thousands of emotions poured out at that moment.

She probably believed that Sierra was working as a Defender in the 19th floor. I didn't know if the Pixie shared the fact that she was looking for her mother with anyone else. What I do know is that apart from my {Kindred}, her and D, the details of {Day by Day} my personal soulgear was kept confidential.

Allowing Pixie to cry out her grief I allowed her to vent to her heart's desire. It was the least I could do. If I already had issues dealing with my stuff, what more this child who barely had the time to grow as a person.

[Limitless, is the child alright? Her cries sound pitiful.]

[We are fine Juno. She just learned that her mother was no longer of this world.]

[I see. A young Reaper who lost her mother and an Awakened who lost her child. Truly we live such wretched existences.]
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[Truly we are.]

Under the protection of Juno's army and I, my {Vassal} came to terms with her lost.

This incident highlighted that I and by extension Hellsend had to be more mindful of how we handled information. Much like how the Siren's shared the information about the {Fates}, the details about soulgears should also become more common knowledge too.

It was a sheer evil for the ones affected. Especially for the Reapers who passed and the ones they have left behind.

The young reaper cried for 10 more minutes before stopping. Like an older brother, I took out a handkerchief and wiped the tears and snot from Pixie's face.

I took off {Day by Day} and presented it to Sierra's daughter.

"Pixie, here. You can have this back. I have already gained much from using it. This is your mother's will. You should be the one to keep it."

However, my {Vassal} thought differently. Shaking her head she held my hand in both of hers.

"No, my lord. Please keep it. I am only where I am now because of {Day by Day}. In a way my mother protected me and gave me a way to live. It is her will for you to be its owner."

"I see. Then, In her remembrance I will be your legal guardian from this day forward. To the day I die."

"Thank you, my lord. I am grateful. Then when the time comes for me to go to the 19th floor, please accompany me."

"You still wish to go?" I asked incredulously.

"Yes. {Compass} still sends me to the 19th floor despite knowing the truth about her. Even if I only learned about soulgears now, I am sure my {fate} already did. So there is something on the 19th floor. A trace of my mother or something."

"I see. Then I will be the one to go with you, when the time arrives. I owe it to her."

Pixie then hugged me tightly while whispering.

"Thank you, my lord. I truly am grateful that my mother led me to you."