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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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265 Chs

[Island Of Drath] [12] [Three Choices]

[Hesperia kingdom]

[16 years ago]

The chilly wind of winter breezed past the castle of the royals.

A castle that lost its original luster, turning into nothing but broken pieces, its walls crumbling from within.

Burned and shattered objects were scattered around the now destroyed place.

Flames rose from the very same castle, casting a hue of black and red around the area.

Those flames cast an ominous look over the kingdom, leaving nothing but silence in their wake.

A figure stood amidst the layers of smoke in front of the castle, along with several soldiers mounted on giant armored birds.

"Kill the intruder before it reaches His Majesty!" the figure shouted.

His aged voice, along with his frail structure, made him look fragile, but his strength was anything but that. "Lay your lives down to stop it, that's an order!"

"Hooo!!"