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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:- pbcRgDx2Vc]

Noob6_writer9 · Fantasy
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263 Chs

[Club house] [9] [Cooking club]

"Aren't you enjoying your life?" Miley asked, folding her hands as she came closer to me while the rest of the students dispersed.

"He has been enjoying life since childhood," Aimar chimed in, walking close to her.

"Did you check out any clubs?" I asked Ashlyn, who stood behind them with an awkward smile, ignoring Miley.

"Y-yeah, I did, and I was going to check the cooking club," she stammered, swallowing constantly.

What happened to her?

Is she anxious about something?

"Well, I will come with you then," I replied, and she nodded her head hastily.

What actually happened to her?

"Where is Oliver?" Aaliyah asked, of course, about Oliver before anything else.

"He's inside," I replied, pointing towards the spirit club hall.

"I will go se—"

"Just stay here; he will come out anyway," Miley interjected, halting Aaliyah.

"Right," she replied, her gaze on the door.