DOOMED TO BE A VILLAIN

"Now…"

"... What am I going to do with you fools," he spoke softly, but his voice sounded like an imperial decree that could send them to hell at any moment with leisure.

Davies was a bit conflicted now…

He really wanted to kill them, but it wasn't a very plausible idea, so he didn't know what to do to them right now.

It was kind of annoying that Daniel had to be unavailable today of all days. If he was around, Davies could have arranged for the males among them to have a new gender by crushing some eggs, but that wouldn't be happening now since he didn't want to do it himself as that would mean touching them in their miserable states.

Davies was a bit of a clean freak and would not touch things he deemed as unclean not to mention the employees that he currently classified as "dirty".

"This is a dilemma," he muttered as he looked at them like they were already dead people.

"As expected… should I just kill them," he muttered to himself, but the employees who heard this and were just managing to catch their breaths were sent into another emotional storm as cold sweat ran down their backs and their hearts beat so hard it felt like it was trying to leap out of their throats.

[Davies…] Miya warned.

'Tch… fine, ok, I won't kill them... maybe,' Davies hurriedly responded to Miya as he would rather not have her give him another lesson on "repercussions of killing all your employees 101".

'Should I just fire all of them?'

'Nah… too light a punishment. Also doing that would unstabilize the company and require me to do more work with the cleanup and find better people to put in their positions,'

'I'd rather not have extra work to do right now,'

'Maybe freeze them all, and block their urethra with ice…?'

'Nah… too mild, also not all of them are males,' Davies continually pondered what he should do with them.

He had ideas for things that would cause them great pain, the only problem was, all those ideas would either end up killing them or rendering them useless, he was not used to going easy on his opponents after all.

This particular set of people were too weak to even live through the mildest of his torture ideas, I mean, one of them had died of suffocation from boobs.

Who dies at the peak of their life like that?

Definitely not him, he would have grabbed onto the booba and never let go.

[Ahem…] Miya clearing her throat reminded him that he was not the only one that could hear his thoughts, so he quickly threw away that thought.

'Unfortunately, something like a slave contract is not possible right now, it'll take too much time and resources to prepare,' and Davies was not inclined to spend even a gram of his wealth on these guys.

Davies's eyes scanned across the room until they fell upon Arnold Hugo, the Chief Financial Officer and former Acting CEO of Imperium Technologies, who was also gasping for breath while grasping the table to stay upright and not fall to the ground,

"You disappoint me, Hugo," he said while looking at him disgustedly.

Arnold Hugo opened his mouth even though he was barely just catching his breath to try and say something, but even after opening his mouth, no words came forth. He was short of words as he did not know what to say, so he ended up shutting his mouth and not saying a single word.

Even though he hadn't been among the ones that had run wild when Davies was stuck in the mission gate, he was supposed to be the acting CEO and he just watched everybody going wild and doing their own thing without interfering, so to Davies, he had no excuse.

Finally, Davies decided, since he was out of ideas on what to do to punish them, he decided to let them go… but with a catch.

He was going to instill enough fear in them to make sure they could not live a full day being carefree and happy without fearing for their life and for that he needed a scapegoat.

As he decided this, he asked a question,

"Who among you is in charge of the recruitment of Megas for the Imperium League?" his question sounded like a summon to hell for the person he was talking about.

Even though the man himself was not interested in speaking up and claiming that he was the one being asked for, his other colleagues quickly betrayed him in the hopes that Davies's anger would pass over them.

When he saw the fingers that were already pointing towards him, the man himself spoke up as there was no merit to hiding himself. He only hoped that Davies wasn't going to be very hard on him… unfortunately for him, his tragic future was already set in stone.

"I-I am the one in charge, Mr. Lake, S-Sir," the man managed to stammer out.

"... What is your name and position," Davies asked again, his apathetic eyes showing as little interest in this conversation as possible.

"V-Vincent Tencent, Chief Human Resources Officer," the scapegoat stammered out.

"Mhmmm… Mr. Vincent, I believe you're married, yes?" Davies asked a peculiar question.

"U-Uh yes," Vincent answered, not sure why Davies asked the question.

"And you have children, right?" Davies asked another peculiar question that seemingly had nothing to do with the present situation.

"Yes, I have two kids, still at preschool," Vincent answered, still not understanding the point of this line of questioning.

"Hmmmm," Davies slightly nodded his head as he acknowledged the answers of the scapegoat, a devious plan already formulated in his head.

"What says the time, Mr. Vincent?" Davies continued his questioning.

"Uhhh…" Vincent quickly looked at his watch still not knowing what to expect from all of Davies's questions.

"It's 8:37 am right now," he told Davies after checking the time on his watch.

"Mhmmmm…" Davies seemed to be deep in thought.

"If it's 8:37 right now, then it'd soon be time for your wife to drop your kids off at school, right?" Davies began a slight smile appearing at the corner of his lips.

"R-Right," Vincent stammered an answer, Davies's latest statement was causing alarms to go off in his head, but he was still not very clear at what Davies was getting at.

Davies nodded slightly and took out his phone and began to dial numbers, the phone beeping as numbers were typed into the keypad.

Shortly after Davies put the phone to his ear, seemingly making a call to someone. After a few seconds, Davies's voice rang out in the room,

"Hello,"

"I need to commission you for something," Davies spoke into the phone clearly.

"..." he paused for a moment, seemingly listening.

"Ah yes, I know your charges," he continued after a pause.

"I need you to cause… an accident," he made known his request to the person on the other end of the call.

"The target? Oh, someone by the name of Mrs. Tencent, her husband works as the Chief Human Resources Officer (CHRO) of Imperium Technologies," he began to give details on the supposed targets.

"..." he paused again to listen to the other end.

"Yes, her and her two children…"

"Make sure no one survives," Davies stated clearly, but he had just finished saying this when Vincent screamed loudly.

"YOU CAN'T DO THIS!!!"

"Who are you to tell me what I can and can't do," Davies said, his tone low and his eyes narrowing in annoyance.

"HOW CAN YOU TARGET MY FAMILY!!!"

"THEY HAVE NO PART IN THIS!!!"

"Really now?" Davies said like he was stunned by a new discovery, but a second later, he waved it away,

"Well, it's not really a concern of mine,"

"Hey someone put on the TV, maybe the accident may make it to the news," Davis said in a jovial tone as if he was in a celebratory mood and had not just sentenced a woman and her two children to death.

"Y-Y-YOU BASTARD!!!" Vincent lost it and ran towards Davies as he lost himself to his anger.

*PUCHI* *PUCHI* *PUCHI* *PUCHI*

Vincent had not managed to move more than two steps in the direction of Davies when ice spears formed mid-air and shot toward him.

The disturbing sound of sharp objects stabbing and ripping through flesh filled the room as the newly formed ice spears impaled Vincent consecutively from all sides, causing his blood to splash out in all directions, some of it even falling on the other people present in the room.

"Vincent Tencent, suddenly overcome by a sudden wave of madness, attacked his superior and was put down," Davies's voice rand out loud and clear while everyone was still frozen in shock by what had just happened, just a second ago.

"Now…" He continued, his voice sounding like someone who meted out death sentences to the worst of criminals.

"Who's next…?"

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Gimme them powerstones.