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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]

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Aljanah Highbloods [2]

"I am not your sister."

I blinked twice, trying to wrap my head around her words.

"What do you mean?" I asked, dismissing her words. "You are my sister—."

"Cousin sister," she interrupted my words, lowering her head. "Aunt Tyshara is my real mother."

I slowly retracted my hand that she was holding.

For an instant, my heart stood still. I wanted to scream at her but found myself too tired to speak.

Was I always living in an illusion?

That I had someone to call family except my emotionless mother?

"Az—."

"Since when?" I interrupted, retracting my hand as she tried to grab it again. "How long have you known about this?"

"At least listen—."

"Answer me."

"A few months back," Killian answered in her stead. "Aunt Esmeray forced Mother to tell her the truth."

I chuckled softly as I stood up from my seat. "I should be on my way."

"Az, at least listen to the reason—."