DOOMED TO BE A VILLAIN

What was going on?

Hitting the red dot should be impossible, right?

The stall owner didn't dare to make a racket about it to avoid calling attention to himself and risk his tricks being discovered, so he did his best to hide his shocked expression while staunchly believing that it was simply a coincidental case and wouldn't be happening again.

Little did he know that this was just the beginning of his nightmare as Davies already had another dart in his hand which was pulled back in a bid to throw the dart.

*Whoosh*

Another dart flew in the air towards the red dot on the board and safely nestled itself on the red dot, surprising the stall owner yet again, but before he could even react in shock, Davies had already picked another dart and was aiming yet again with his hand pulled back.

*Whooosh* *Whooosh* *Whooosh*

This time Davies no longer held back and continuously picked darts and threw them, even adding a little flair and picking three darts and throwing them at the same time yet still managing to get them to hit the red target.

After another thirty seconds, the rest of the darts could be seen nestled into the board on the red dot.

[+10 points]

[Final score: 98 points]

"Fwooooh," Davies let out a long breath, ignoring the looks of shock and surprise from all the people around the stall that had ended up watching him throwing darts.

"Yayyy!" the silence was broken by Tisha's shout as she ran to grab the big white plushie, not bothering about anything procedural as all that was on her mind was the plushie and how Davies had gotten it for her.

'He looked so cool,' she thought as she grabbed the white teddy bear and buried her face in it to hide her blushing red face.

"H-How?" the stall owner stammered in shock at what he had just witnessed.

What had just happened in front of him just seconds ago was impossible by normal standards. The repulsive force of the magnet should have been strong enough to push away the darts from ever hitting the red points, but apart from the first two darts, the red darts were safely nestled into the red dot, proving him wrong.

Just how had this ended up happening?

Though he repeatedly asked himself this question in his mind, he had already subconsciously come to a conclusion, and that was exactly the reason why he didn't dare to act out.

Someone who could do things that weren't humanly possible repeatedly could only be a Mega and he would be very definition of stupid if he tried to challenge someone he highly suspected to be a Mega.

If he dared to even try, he could disappear at the very snap of a finger if he was very unlucky and in a few seconds if he was lucky. It all depended on how strong Davies was, but the end of the matter for him would inevitably be death if he dared to anger a Mega.

So he kept his mouth shut and didn't even dare to step up to congratulate Davies or Tisha, especially as he saw the kind of look that Davies had on his face as he looked at him.

Tisha rushed back to Davies who unknowingly had a victorious smirk threatening to plaster itself across his face but his natural apathetic look was keeping the smirk in check, making only the corner of his lips rise up slightly.

"T-Thank You," she said with a red face as she hugged the teddy bear tightly.

"... Hm," Davies ended up nodding slightly as he didn't know what to say at this moment and didn't want to go with the generic "You're welcome", reply. He still had issues trying to replicate a romantic feeling.

Tisha also was still blushing heavily while thinking about the previous scene of Davies throwing darts and how cool he looked while doing so, she didn't notice his lack of a very romantic response, and even if she noticed, she wouldn't make much of it as she hadn't been in a romantic relationship and all she knew about romance was what she had read in all those cold CEO romance novels.

Suddenly getting a hold of herself as she saw another fun-looking game, she grabbed his hand and dragged him through the crowd toward the new game stall that had caught her eye.

'What a troublesome plan,' Davies thought as he was being dragged along. Unknown to him, a genuine smile had begun to break out on his face as he was dragged along by Tisha.

*Three hours later…*

Tisha ended up dragging Davies to many different types of carnival games and Davies ended up winning the grand prize in every competition he had been dragged into, regardless of what type of competition it was. He wasn't the type of person that would let himself lose without it being a part of a well-thought-out plan, and even then, he would only consider it if there was no other way for him to survive.

All in all, he made sure to win everywhere and had unknowingly started a legend at the carnival grounds of the "Grand Prize Devourer". An entity that went from stall to stall only to take away its grand prize and devour it.

If Davies ended up hearing such a shameful rumor he would end up coughing blood in shame.

He was the big bad villain, how could some people dare to tarnish his reputation like this.

He would rather prefer to be called the Carnival Devourer, or The Master of the 69 ways, than small-time infamy as a grand prize devourer.

Luckily, he didn't end up hearing it, otherwise, the whole carnival might end up frozen over in fury, but right now he had a different problem.

When he had been playing around with Tisha, he had ended up with an actual smile on his face, which had a fatally attractive effect on everyone around him.

Davies had always been extremely handsome, but due to his apathetic face and his 'don't come near me' aura, he had been successful in making sure that he wasn't treated like a living deity everywhere he went, and unfortunately due to being with Tisha, he had ended up breaking out of character.