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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

[Island Of Drath] [13] [One Death]

"Sit down," Delwyn said, motioning to the empty chair beside him. "...We need to talk."

My heart quickened, and I found myself trembling with rage, but I wordlessly followed.

Moving closer, I grabbed the chair before positioning it in front of him, siting down.

He stared at me, his gaze accompanied only by the downpour of rain and the illuminating fire behind him.

A flurry of emotions passed through me as I stared back at the person who is the one responsible for the explosion.

Even though he says he didn't do it, I know for sure he was the one behind this.

"Your eyes are still the same," Delwyn commented, staring at me. "...Tell me, don't you feel fear?"

"...What do you want?" I growled, gripping my katana tightly.

My mind continuously thought of ways I could kill him.

...Maybe, just maybe, if I use one year of my life, I could kill him right here.

[...Don't do anything stupid, you don't have much time left.]