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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
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316 Chs

[Brightest Star] [9]

"I'll let you choose first," Valcina whispered. "Will you be the prey or the predator?"

Azariah looked at her, eyes trembling slightly, the grip of the ghostly figure loosened as he stood straight.

[Choose what you want, Azariah, I will protect your mind from collapsing.]

A voice echoed in his head, a sense of calm washing over him as he took a deep breath.

"...Prey," he whispered softly, looking at her. "...I am a spider, born to prey on weaker beings."

His vision turned blank, his eyes blinked softly, turning into the eight eyes of a spider, his mind going numb.

His life as the spider started, filled with killing to survive, hiding, and waiting for his prey in his web.

In a split second, he lived the life of a spider for over a year.

His behavior slowly turned that of a spider.

...Until.

"I am a wasp," Valcina whispered, looking down at him with amusement. "...Devourer of spiders."

Gasp!