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Reincarnated As The Villainess's Son

Living a normal life is boring, but I was happy with what I had. Even when I spent most of my life in regret and misery, I lived because I had someone that I loved dearly. And that said someone took my life... But fate had different plans for me... As if death wasn't enough for me. As if the gods were mocking me. I got reincarnated into a hardcore romance game that I used to play. That too when the prequel game that I played the most ended twenty-five years ago. A game where death is everyone's mistress. A game that people either liked or hated too much. Now reincarnated into the body of the Villainess's son. I became someone that I hated the most... "Hahaha..." I laughed at my own misery. As if that too wasn't enough, I also became the slave of someone else's desires. Now, one might say a mother is a mother even if the world sees her as a Villainess. But what if your mother is the very incarnation of evil? That your mother is the hurdle that you have to overcome? What if your mother is the very reason you might die? Gentleness and love are the last things one could expect from her. "Hahaha..." Again, a hollow laugh escaped my lips as the realization dawned on me. That I have been... Reincarnated As The Villainess's Son... =============================== [Discord link:- https://discord.gg/5Vgw4JCrBW]

Noob6_writer9 · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
316 Chs

[Blood Of Fallen] [15]

The boat creaked moving downstream.

On one edge stood Oliver shielding Aaliyah behind him while on the other side stood Flair calmly looking at Oliver.

"Your pupils changed?" He mumbled looking at his eyes, a small smile on his face, "Should I be afraid now?"

Oliver tilted his head, small circles emerging on his forearm, they looped around before slowly sweeping down, moving in different directions.

Taking out a bottle containing different metals such as Iron, steel, tin, copper, bronze Aaliyah spread it around.

They glowed softly flicking, before moving up aimmed at Flair.

"Are you not going to prepare yourself?" Flair asked, hand clasping behind his back, looking at Oliver.

"For someone like you?" He scoffed not bothering to hide his annoyance.

Flair raised his brow in suprise a chuckle excasped his twisted lips, "blood of Casita made you arrogant like them, huh?"