Limitless The Strongest Revenant

Chapter POV: Jasmine Denel Smith

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"Now you know the truth. This was 14 years ago. Even back then, Dipshit was never normal."

I tried to suppress the horror in my heart. What my mother-in-law had just shown me made absolutely no sense. There were three Poroniecs in North America! And they were being treated like pets by a humanoid!

Poroniec were Rank C demonkin. Their origins were in Slavic mythology. They were believed to come from stillborn fetuses that were not properly buried. According to their folklore, their unrealized potential gave them immense power for a short period of time.

I, on the other hand, feared them for another reason. The Poroniec were among the few monsters that had the innate ability to leave Hellsgate. Although they were weak compared to other Rank C monsters, they were among the most infamous.

The number of European Reapers who died because of them was in the thousands. They were not smart by any means, but they could always find Reapers resting on Earth due to injuries. Unlike those who have husband's {Fates} most reapers get injured. When they do, they either use their souls to buy cures or heal on their own.

Those who have debilitating or grave injuries needed more time. For example, if your arm is cut off, it would take a significant amount of Soul to heal it back to its original state. While Phantoms were able to reconstruct their limbs for free, muscle memory and coordination were usually lost.

Many Reapers end up in rehabilitation centers. Even though they had limbs, if those limbs acted like prosthetics, they would simply die if they went to Hellsgate in that state. Because of this reason, there were a lot of injured Reapers who needed rehab before returning to Hellsgate.

And something unique to Europe was the presence of Poroniec. No one knew how, but these demonkin always found a way to kill and eat isolated Reapers. Despite His Majesty's best efforts, dozens of Reapers fall to them every year.

"HOW ARE THE PORONIECS IN NORTH AMERICA?!" Jo screamed hysterically.

As the only other Reaper who knew of their danger, my sister was absolutely livid. Fortunately, we learned to control our death resonance from outbursts. Otherwise, Ma might have died from her scream just now.

"Jo! Calm yourself! It's in the past!" Liv tried to remind her.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Are those fuckwads dangerous or something? Possum killed three of them, easy."

"Regardless of how Shujin managed to do it in the first place, I think Jo is more worried about the Poroniecs. After all, they are feared in Europe as demonkin bloodhounds."

"Bloodhounds? All the databases say they are monsters that come from stillbirths. What is so scary about them? I have seen reports of them occasionally showing up among the White Guard. Most of them could even be dispatched by even Wraiths."

"We have no such creatures in the North. But regardless, I think the more important issue was the man who bled black blood."

This was the problem with learning from a book versus real life experience. Feeling the need to clear up the misunderstanding, I explained the matter to the Sirens.

"The Poroniecs are not feared because they can invade Earth, nor because of their strength. They are feared because they always go after injured Reapers. No matter what Europe has done, we have been unable to stop our Reapers from dying to them. Now I think I know why."

"What are you trying to say, Jas?" Bella asked.

"The man in the clip was a demon. Someone like Andromalius who could hide his essence and remotely control human bodies. That would be the only logical reason why the Poroniecs behaved like docile dogs to him."

Lilly began to examine the bones Ma had dug up earlier as she asked.

"Then are you saying that this man belonged to Trinity?"

"I don't know," I admitted honestly.

"Let's say your hypothesis is correct. So, the demons are walking around the earth with the little shitlings as ugly dogs. Then what? Why was it here in the first place? Honey was human back then. Why would it come after him?"

The group fell silent at her words. John Smith was supposed to be human 14 years ago. But somehow, he had the power to kill three C-Rank monsters along with a demon.

"Um, is it really okay for me to hear all this? I am technically connected with the Graveyard."

Constance Faye asked as she raised her hand. Truly, her connections to Graveyard were the reason why practically every one of the Sirens was hostile to her.

Yet Husband trusted her. That was why Jo kidnapped her when we needed {Fates} related to memories. My sister shared the words my husband had said to Connie earlier.

'If I were a normal reaper, maybe. But I am not. I know too little, having someone connected to the graveyard would help me in the long run. To close Hellsgate, I will use everything at my disposal. Including you and the Graveyard. Unless you want to leave for some other reason?'

As impressive as it was that my sister could eavesdrop on a conversation x miles away, Husband was even more amazing.

Normally, people try to stay away from what they didn't know. But Husband was the opposite. He knew he lacked knowledge, but he didn't care. Instead of avoiding things that made him look stupid, he actively sought them out.

Like an Academic, he sought to learn as much as he could, John Smith was a student. He didn't care who taught him. He would listen to anyone who was willing to instruct him.

His desire for knowledge left me in awe. Especially when he shared that the reason he made Delroy Baxter his {vassal} was because he wanted to use dead bodies to further his knowledge.

'Perhaps that was why he had learned an amazing amount of Hellsgate's secrets in such a short time compared to most.'

"Stay Faye-san. Shujin has vouched for you. As long as you do not betray us first. I will not kill you."

Aki's bloodlust was palpable. Her words were clear and concise. Seen in another way, it was a veiled threat. "I will kill you the moment you do." While we were sidetracked by Connie, Robyn crouched to the ground and began to look around.

"Oi, four-eyed man child, can you chuck your magic again, but this time, aim it over there, yeah?"

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Probably stunned, he was so casually insulted Van stammered.

"W-Was that directed at me? Um, I don't think I can, Lady Rhiannon. The memories I saw were the only ones available. Even if the demon ran all over the place, nothing happened, so I wouldn't be able to see anything."

He then pushed up his glasses as he continued. "The only reason I could pull them up was because of the malice released when the demon died. There is no event of similar significance. At least not around here."

I see, just like our own {Fates}, Van also had severe limitations. We would have to raise him as a Specter to get around those limitations. While I was thinking about such things. I noticed that my mother-in-law was deadly silent.

I ignored the girls as they continued to speculate as to why the husband was speaking with a different voice. Instead, I walked over to her and gently squeezed her shoulder.

"Ma, are you okay? You can talk to me."

"Ah, it's nothing, Jas. It was a really bad memory. I actually had a fight with Dipshit that day. He ran off and got thrown into the woods by Frank. You saw how he looked when I finally found him. I was so mad at myself.

If I hadn't fought with him that day, maybe this could have all been avoided."

Husband often talked about this incident. As we cuddled naked under the covers, we shared stories that were particularly memorable. Whenever my {kindred} talked about the day he had to fight a wolf, the focus was not on the terrible circumstances.