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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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[Oracle of Past] [Prelude]

[Ekari Kingdom]

 

Rumble.

Rumble.

 

Sitting in the back seat of a car, I gazed out the window at the sky as thunder rumbled across the vast and lively Athera City—the capital city of the Ekari Kingdom.

 

The rumbling of thunder was a constant backdrop, but its sound was often drowned out by the excited and loud noises of people celebrating in the streets.

 

The gentle light of the sunset peeked through the clouds, illuminating the tall, artistic buildings.

 

Even though it had been a long time since I moved outside the Pargoina Empire, I didn't feel any happiness.

 

My heartbeat pounded in my ears as I bit my fingernails, trying to control the sticky emotions that clung to me.

 

I wanted more space to be comfortable, to relax my nerves...

 

.....but I couldn't because I wasn't alone.