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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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[Brightest Star] [6]

"If you can't kill him," he said, smiling, "then kill yourself, and both of them will be safe."

A chilling silence lingered between them. Roen's casual words put Ashlyn in a dilemma.

She could only stare at him before her gaze dropped to the dagger in her hand.

"Ashlyn." A soft whisper echoed in her ears. Her head slowly turned, gazing at Azariah.

He shook his head, his message clear: Don't listen to him.

"Come on, don't take so much time, girl!" Roen said, his patience waning. "Make your choice already!"

"Ahhh..."

An indescribable sound escaped her trembling lips as she looked up at her sister.

Fear gripped her mind, and she slowly gazed back at the dagger.

Taking a deep breath, she looked at Roen firmly, glaring at him. "Why should I believe you?"

"Do you have any other choice?" he asked, tilting his head.

She bit her lip until it bled, her eyes crucifying him.