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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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317 Chs

[Club house] [2] [Spirit Linker]

"Haaah, damn, I'm late."

Grumbling under my breath, I made my way to the open stadium where all three first-year classes were gathered.

[You took more time getting ready than a girl and still expect to arrive on time?]

'Shut up, idiot.'

Sneaking my way through, I located my class and headed towards them, making sure to avoid Lauryn's gaze.

The stadium buzzed with excitement, filled with the sound of students gossiping.

As I approached my class, I felt someone watching me.

Glancing back, I caught a pair of crimson eyes staring at me while she conversed with the girls around her.

Shyamal...

What should I do about this girl...

[....Her hatred hasn't diminished one bit.]

Yeah, and it won't diminish until she kills me.

And No matter what happens, I refuse to die at her hands.