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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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[Club house] [4] [Glideball]

"Is it just me, or did you guys also think about bathing in blood?"

As we walked through the hallway of the academy, Oliver mumbled, catching all of our attention.

"What kind of psychopathic question is that?" I asked, glancing at him with an annoyed look.

"Think about it; you're fighting with a full squad and—"

"Okay, enough. I don't want to hear about it," Aimar interjected sharply, making Oliver frown.

"...Why are you so sour?" With a smile, Oliver asked, "did something happen, brother?"

Before Aimar could reply, Oliver continued, grinning, "yeah, right, you didn't form a contract with a spirit."

"It's fine, you're here to protect me anyway," Aimar replied nonchalantly, waving his hand before he looked at me.

"But are we seriously going to ignore the fact that Az has contracted three spirits?"

"Yeah, I thought contracting with only one spirit was possible," Ethan chimed in, looking at me with interest.