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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

Grave

"Can you please wait for a while, ma'am?" With a professional smile, the lady standing behind the counter asked, looking at me.

"Be quick." Nodding softly, I instructed as the lady moved away, calling someone.

"..."

Left alone, my eyes drifted towards my face, reflecting on the counter glass.

Curly mahogany hair, tied down reaching my waist, eyes of the same color filled with exhaustion, and dark circles below them, a reminder of the past few days of sleepless nights.

'...it came once again.'

....The day when my family got executed for something that they didn't deserve.

My responsible father, my loving mother, and my five-year-old little brother.

...Publicly executed.

"Ma'am." My gaze drifted back towards the lady who returned, "...Would you please tell me your name and state the reason for visiting Kamora City."

'...No matter how much time passes, I can't accept this name.'