Villain: The Play of Destiny

"Now help me!" The blonde girl tried to drag him into their room to help her with the Cultivation as soon as they returned from their walk around the beach.

She had been quite impatient ever since they had their supper, and now, she did not even want to have dinner.

"What's the rush?" He chuckled.

"You promised!" She nearly cried as she looked at him with those stubborn eyes.

"I did." He nodded, and then pulled her in his arms before planting a kiss on her forehead. "Come." He gently said to her and then led her inside the bedroom.

Rebecca brightly smiled as soon as they entered the room, but seeing a playful smile on his face, her heart skipped a beat.

"What?"

"Nothing." He shook his head. "I just wanted to ask you what method you would prefer."

"There's more than one way?" She frowned.

"Yes." He nodded. "There's one that's not fun at all and is quite cumbersome. There's one that's not fun at all as well but is not so cumbersome. There's one that requires a lot of hard work, and you might end up enjoying the process. And then there's the one that's the fastest and most fun way without any drawbacks."

"Of course, the fastest one!" She immediately said.

"Are you sure?" He mischievously smiled.

Rebecca frowned at his question but then nodded her head.

"Okay." He brightly grinned and then stepped forward, stroking her fair cheek with the back of his fingers. "Then all we have to do is help you become a woman tonight."

"What?!" The blonde girl subconsciously stepped back in surprise. "Stop messing around!" She complained when she found him chuckling at her reaction.

"I am serious." He promised.

"How would that help me?!" She nearly screamed at him, trying to suppress the burning blush on her cheeks.

"It's because I have a secret that I never told you about." Keith shrugged and then pulled her hand to lead her to the bed. He climbed into it and then made her sit cross-legged in front of him.

"Tell me." She demanded.

"Before that. I think I should tell you a secret about yourself." He gently said, and her heart skipped a beat at his words.

She ardently looked him in the eyes, waiting for him to say something.

Keith seriously looked back into her eyes, and when he felt that the time was right, he finally said what he wanted to say.

"You are a Witch, Rebecca!"

The blonde girl's eyes looked at him blankly before she finally managed to register his words. And then she lunged at him like a wild cat, intending to pummel him under her soft fists.

"Stupid! Rascal!..." She threw all her childish obscenities at him, and he just kept laughing under her assault, which infuriated her some more.

When she was finally done and tired, she aggrievedly looked at him, her eyes brimming with tears.

"Stop playing around, Keith."

Her wavering voice tensed his heart and he sighed.

"Rebecca," He called her by her name and looked again into her eyes. "You are a Witch." He said it again and caught the flying fist that came his way. "I am serious." He kept looking into her gorgeous blue eyes and the blonde girl went blank at his words.

It took her a good minute before she managed to compose herself, and then she looked at him, waiting for him to explain his words.

"Witches and Wizards are a race, way superior to humans in the Pyramid of Hierarchy, but they still belong to the bottom strata along with the true Aurors." His words dissatisfied her a little. "What's special about them is that all of them are born with Channels that are naturally attuned to Mana instead of Aura." He smiled at her. "However, they can Cultivate Aura as well." He told her before she could raise any worries. "Usually, Witches and Wizards are not born to Humans, but sometimes, the Divine Laws interfere and such miracles do happen. However, your case is quite special."

"How?" She curiously asked.

"Because you are a Pure-Blood Witch, the same as the Royalty amongst the Wizards and Witches."

She waited for him to explain it to her as she kept looking into his eyes.

"There's a reason behind it, and it is that you are not just a Witch, but also someone like me." He said to her and smiled.

Her heart nearly stopped when she understood his words, and then her body trembled a little.

"You are a naturally born inheritor of a Goddess. Which makes you a True Inheritor. And the Absolute Memory that you possess is one of the Powers you are blessed with."

"Which one?" She straightforwardly asked.

"The Goddess of Magic, Moon, and Spirits." He smiled at her. "You are the Inheritor of Hectate."

Her gorgeous blue eyes comically widened and he could not help but chuckle at her reaction.

She was undoubtedly very excited after she heard his words. And the reason behind it was Magic.

"The Original Hectate was not a Witch, she belonged to a Divine Race, and her Divinity, when she became a Goddess, was personally bestowed to her by Nyx. Which is why Leilah has been a little generous to you." He smiled at her, answering some of her questions that she had not voiced yet.

"Divine Race?" She frowned.

"Can't tell you about them yet." He shook his head.

"And True Aurors?"

"They are just like humans-turned-Aurors. Humans are actually amongst the weakest races in existence. And they are also addressed as Ashaya in other worlds. True Aurors are born Aurors. After reaching a certain age, a child would automatically start Cultivating. They also possess longer lifespans and are physically much stronger."

"Oh..." She nodded her head. "Is that the same for Pure-Blood Witches?"

"Yes." He nodded. "But like I said, your case is quite special. You need some help to awaken and start Cultivating. And perhaps, it's a blessing as well." He mysteriously said, but before she could ask any question, he continued. "What you need to understand for now is that you are capable of holding Powers way beyond that of the Olympians. You are part of the Ancients in the Fourth Order, the Chaos-Greek Pantheon, along with the likes of Rhea and Thea. And such, you are superior to the Olympians." He seriously said to her.

"The other Titans..."

"They are not in this World, or any other lower world." He shook his head. "Some of the Original Ancients still exist. And the Inheritors of most are already Gods and Goddess. By that, I mean the True Gods and Goddesses."

"Oh..." She nodded her head and then seemed lost in her thoughts. "So that's why you let me accompany you and socialize with the Underworld." She narrowed her eyes at him.

"Yes, and no." He shrugged. "I enjoy your company a lot, my dear Rebecca." He smiled at her.

"Hmph!" She cutely pouted, but it was evident from her expressions that she was quite happy. "Will I be able to use Magic as soon as you help me Cultivate?" She expectantly asked.

"Yes." He nodded to her with a smile. "But if you don't want to jeopardise your future, and waste the blessing you have where you did not automatically start Cultivating, you must pay all your attention to Cultivating Aura until you transcend the Spirit Profound Realm. And it is something I need you to promise to me." He seriously looked her in the eyes.

"So no magic..."

"I did not say that." He shook his head. "You can use it. But you must not let your Mana Reserves exceed your Aura Reserves." He said, and she frowned at his words. "You will understand it once you awaken your Powers." He smiled at her.

"Okay."

"Promise?"

"Yes!" She happily nodded her head. "But why?"

"It will help you a lot in the future and will help you keep up with the speed of the rest of us. You don't want to lag behind Qingyue too much now, do you?" He playfully smiled, and sure enough, her ocean-blue eyes narrowed at him.

"But you said that I won't be able to keep up with her speed of Cultivation..."

"That'd be true if you chose another method of Cultivation, but since you will be sleeping with me, you can manage to keep up with her." He smiled at her.

"What's your secret?" She frowned and asked, remembering that their discussion started with him telling her that he had a secret.

"I possess a very Special Physique." He smiled at her.

"Just like Qingyue?" She curiously asked.

"Yes, but it functions differently." He nodded to her.

"And it helps people who sleep with you in Cultivation?" She guessed.

"Yes." He nodded to her.

"So that means that if you sleep with Qingyue, her speed of Cultivation would rise dramatically as well?"

"Yes." He nodded his head again.

"And I don't possess a Special Physique?"

"No."

"Then I would not be able to keep up with her." She narrowed her eyes at him.

"Do you trust me?" He smiled at her and asked.

Rebecca stubbornly looked him in the eyes, and eventually nodded her head.

"Yes."

"Then I promise that you will never feel inferior to her." He gently smiled at her, and her eyes softened at his words.

The blonde girl stood up on her knees and then entered his lap, hugging him tightly.

"Be honest." She said as she buried her face in his neck. "Do you want to sleep with me only to help me awaken my powers?" She playfully asked.

"Of course, not." He hugged her and lovingly stroked her back. "I want you." He whispered. "And remember, you owe me my birthday gift."

She giggled at his words but then shyly nodded her head.

"Can you give me a few minutes?" She said. "I want you to stay like this for a while."

"Of course." He planted a kiss on her head and stroked her back. "Just don't fall asleep."

She giggled some more at his words and then planted a kiss on his neck.

"I won't."