DOOMED TO BE A VILLAIN



Reversion was Davies's third blessing and was of the highest rank that was unknown to humanity… or at least to most of humanity. So far, he had never heard of another person having an Ex-ranked blessing. 

This wasn't to say that he was absolutely sure that there weren't any other Ex-ranked blessing holders. In reality, he didn't know if there were any other Ex-ranked blessing holders like him among the humans, and if there were, they were hiding very deeply because there was no way to hide something as high profile as an Ex-ranked blessing.

Such a blessing was too high profile to hide, he knew, after all, he had one.

The Reversion blessing was Davies's absolute fallback should he ever fall into the worst situation possible as long as it had to do with combat. One could say it was his trump card, and he treated it as such, especially as it was an ability that he wanted to use unless he was in the worst situation possible.

It wasn't because the usage of the blessing was damaging to his body or something of the sort… far from it actually. It wasn't the sort of ability that came with a cost, rather it made him capable of unleashing a great amount of power without a limit… but that itself was the problem.

As for why it was a problem… that was a question for another day. The only thing to be confirmed was that Reversion was his trump card and he would treat it as such, which meant only using it after he no longer had any other option left, so for now, his brain was running constantly on any other method that could be used to deal with the poison that was currently wreaking havoc in his body and making him feel like he had been put in a speed freezer.

No matter how much tolerance he had to low temperatures, it was only a matter of time before his teeth started chattering from the cold, after which he would suffer hypothermia, and then it would only be a matter of time before he turned to a popsicle.

One thing he had noticed though was that the poison wasn't actually lethal and could only inhibit his control of his mana, and even then, it could not inhibit his control of mana infinitely. 

It would sooner or later become ineffective, and if he managed to wait it out, he would once again be able to regain control of his mana and be able to escape from the deadly situation he was in.

There was only one itty bitty problem with that idea… there was no way he would survive long enough until the poison lost effect and he regained control of his mana.

While he was thinking this, they were already approaching the exit of the Lecroy estate, so Davies pulled himself out of his thoughts and opened the map on his phone which was still working even though the EMP bomb had blown out every other phone… including Melinda's, but she didn't know it yet.

Of course, as the inventor of the EMP bomb that he had just detonated, he had obviously taken measures to not blind himself along with his opponents should he ever need to use the EMP bomb in a tight situation, thus his phones and other electronics, as well as his car were made with materials that could deflect the electromagnetic pulse and stay functioning even after he used the EMP bomb.

"Hey, drive off the road and head in that direction," he instructed and pointed in a shady direction that obviously wasn't the road, eliciting a raised eyebrow and a strange look from Melinda, but this time she chose not to speak and simply followed his directions, even though it was written all over her face, that she didn't understand what craziness he was performing.

Since she had not bothered to ask him why he wanted her to head off the road in a shady direction even though there was obviously a road they could follow, he didn't have to tell her that he wanted to avoid coming across the Megas who were stationed at the gate as doing so would obviously cause some delays.

They may not delay him too much because of his identity, but he would still be delayed for a few minutes at least, due to the suspicious happenings on the property just a few minutes ago. 

Those few minutes of delay were what Davies was looking to avoid as he wanted to save as much time as possible, hence why he instructed Melinda to go off-road, after all… 

Why go through a gate if you can go over a fence?

Going over the fence was undoubtedly cooler, and it would also help him save time so over the fence it was.

Melinda had barely driven for almost a minute when she could see a looming wall that was getting bigger every second in the direction that Davies had instructed her to drive. At this point, there was no way she could keep quiet, so she quickly opened her mouth before he made her drive them into a wall.

"I'm not sure it's a good idea for us to drive into a wall right now," she spoke hesitantly while giving him a sidelong glance.

"I agree, so speed up," Davies replied in the most confusing way possible, throwing Melinda into confusion once again, but strangely the confidence and calmness in his voice made her follow the order and the numbers showing on the speedometer rose even more with the ever-loudening roar of the car's engine.

The car quickly approached the walls at an ever-increasing speed and once the car was just tens of meters away from the wall, an ice platform made like a ramp suddenly appeared out of thin air just before the wall and a couple of seconds later, the car hit the ramp, sped up it and immediately took air looking like a certain scene from a certain movie about cars, racing, and family.

As the car flew through the air over the wall bordering the estate, the ice ramp that it had used to take flight exploded into ice dust and shards with a crashing sound while the car remained airborne.

Unfortunately, after being in the air for a few seconds, gravity remembered its job and began to pull the car back to the ground after it had reached the apex height it could reach at the speed it had flown off the ramp and soon with a resounding crash, the car hit the ground and managed not to tumble over. 

It quickly righted itself and sped off into the distance without any visible damage to the car, but Davies who was sitting inside of the car knew that the car would need a bit of servicing after such a tumultuous… flight.

"... I half expected the car to take flight for a moment there…" Melinda managed to say, obviously shaken by the sudden flight that she had just experienced.

"Also, are you supposed to be doing that?" she asked as well, referring to the fact that Davies still used his mana to make the ice ramp that they had used to take flight.

"Firstly, no, the car can't take flight yet as I haven't yet put in those functions yet," Davies began answering, still speaking in a completely unperturbed tone despite being at death's door while literally freezing to death from the inside and also just experiencing the ride of his life.

'Yet?' the alarming thought immediately popped up in Melinda's head, but Davies was still speaking.

"Also, I'm already freezing to death from the inside anyway, so it doesn't matter if I use a little mana," he said in a calm voice despite the morbidity of his statement.

Melinda looked at him strangely with amazement as to how he was able to say something so morbid concerning himself without a trace of sadness, pain, or even self-pity in his tone as he spoke. There was also a trace of pity for him in her eyes as she stared, seemingly wanting to speak, but not saying anything in the end and only looking away with a slight shake of her head and a determination to do anything to ensure his survival.

'Someone who has suffered so much in life to the point where he can talk about himself dying in such an untroubled tone deserves to live and be happy, and I'm going to make it happen,' she unknowingly made this declaration in her mind as she returned her focus to driving and was now following the GPS directions to the location that Davies had chosen.

'Now where was I?' Davies slipped back into his thoughts after choosing his house as the location they were heading to in the GPS as Melinda was currently the one driving and not him and did not know the directions to his house.

His mind went back to thinking up ideas that he could use to deal with the poison that was currently coursing through his body. 

He had been thinking about how the poison would lose its effects if he could hold out long enough for it to become ineffective, but there was a limitation to this idea as his mana would kill him before he could survive that long, yet Davies did not plan on giving up this idea yet as there was still seemingly hope for him to be able to survive through the period of the poison's effects…

As long as he was able to find something that could weaken his mana enough for him to hold on long enough, then he could survive the dangerous situation he was in right now without having to use Reversion…

But how could it be so easy?