DOOMED TO BE A VILLAIN

It seemed to be the break of dawn, but the people in the icehouse couldn't tell as the trees were doing a very good job keeping the light away.

The current inhabitants of the icehouse were still sleeping as they were quite exhausted from fighting monsters the day before.

Surprisingly, sleeping inside the icehouse was quite comfortable and the ice didn't feel extremely freezing to the touch while at the same time, keeping the cold outside from coming in so they were all sleeping comfortably… or at least, most of them were.

Davies was already awake since a while ago and was standing outside the house while looking around for any traces of any unwanted visitors, but so far, he hadn't found any.

Apart from the usual cold look on his face, there was an additional frown on Davies's face currently, and the reason for that was the bad feeling he had been having since he woke up.

It felt stifling, like someone was after his life yet he did not know who. This was why he was currently checking around for any traces of foul play.

[You're sure it's not you feeling bad about that girl's story or something like that?] Miya asked, seeing his unease.

"Miya… you of all people should know that for someone to be able to awaken an ounce of sympathy in me, he/she needs to have died at least ten times, been betrayed ten times, been NTRed fifty times, been raped and tortured over a hundred times, or should have experienced every one of those things at least ten times," Davies replied half-heartedly with a frowning face, still looking around cautiously for any traces he may have missed.

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[What if the person lost everyone that matters to him?]

"Doesn't count. That's noob-level shit," Davies replied immediately.

"Why am I even arguing with you right now," he groaned in annoyance after seeing that he was going off track.

"More importantly, why the hell are those idiots still sleeping," he was less than pleased that while he was feeling like he had a reaper on his back, some noobs had the gut to be sleeping so peacefully inside a mission gate.

Davies began to head back towards the icehouse.

[You seem to keep forgetting that not everybody can do the things you do or deem as natural, be gentler with them] Miya's words echoed inside his head.

"Oh, I'll be gentle alright," he scoffed as he arrived before the icehouse and snapped his fingers,

"Ice explosion," he said as he activated his ice explosion skill on a very low scale, just enough for the ice to turn into powdered ice without damaging the people inside the house.

With a low booming sound, the icehouse turned to snow powder, plunging all the sleeping beauties into the cold snowy floor of the forest before raining snow powder on their heads.

"Wakey wakey," Davies called out to the people who had just undergone a rude awakening, thanks to him of course.

If looks could kill, the stabbing eyes of the B-squad members would have ripped Davies apart into many pieces as they glared daggers at Davies.

"Now that you've all graciously decided to wake up, let's discuss our plans for getting out of here,"

"... Actually, it's not a discussion, it's more of a, I make the plans, you listen, or you get your asses handed to you,"

"Are we clear?" Davies said with a smile that wasn't warm… at all.

As if the cold outside wasn't enough, Davies's aura which was being released from his body because of his annoyed state was making the surroundings even colder, causing every single member to begin shivering tremendously.

They quickly pulled their clothes tighter around their bodies and slowly got up from the snow. They obviously weren't happy with this tough love treatment that Davies was dishing out, but they no longer dared complain, especially as they could see that he wasn't in the best of moods, and so they got up grumpily, but quietly.

Just as they stood up, Tisha's stomach rumbled quite loudly causing an embarrassed blush to appear on her face as she quickly looked away, feigning as if it wasn't her direction that the rumbling came from.

Like a chain reaction, every other member of the B-squad's stomach began to rumble loudly, almost causing Davies to burst into laughter at this unexpected but confusingly funny situation… almost.

Unfortunately, the bad feeling that he had been getting didn't leave him with enough ease of mind to be laughing at this situation, no matter how funny it may be.

"Ah, for Christ's sake," Davies began to rub his brow as he opened his inventory and put his hand inside, shocking every member of the B-squad as the lower part of his hand disappeared from view.

In actuality, it didn't disappear but had gone into one of the inventory boxes, but since the B-Squad can't see anything of Davies's system, all they saw was a part of his hand disappearing from view and then reappearing with a pack of potato chips.

Davies threw the pack at Tisha before putting his back into the inventory and bringing out different types of snacks and packaged foods and throwing it to each of the B-Squad members, not forgetting to give them something to drink as well.

"Put your mouth to use and eat that since you won't be talking anyway," Davies said as he began to use his ice to create something.

The snow from the floor began to rise, then began to twirl around itself, forming something distinctive before solidifying into ice.

Davies had just created a miniature version of the ice fortress, though it wasn't a perfect look-alike as Davies hadn't seen everywhere or been everywhere in the ice fortress, so he used his discretion to fill out the places he hadn't seen.

"This is the place I found yesterday when I followed one of the monsters back to their base," Davies began.

The members of the B-Squad though were nearly not paying attention, as they were stuffing their mouths with the edibles that Davies had given them, but whatever they were eating dropped from their mouths as they heard his next words.

"I estimate that they are over six thousand monsters at the base, which coincidentally is about the same number of monsters we need to kill,"

"So, we're going there, and we're going to kill them all,"

"Every.last.one.of.them." he spelled out.

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