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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 Competition] [5]

The enthusiasm of the crowd continued for a long while as Princess Arianell slowly moved back towards her team.

The medical staff quickly moved both Tristan and Seth from the ground, and the announcer's voice echoed in the stadium once again.

"The start of the competition has been amazing! Continuing it, let us invite the next teams—First, Team Yellow, led by Prince Jonathan, and Team Blue, led by Lady Christina."

As soon as Christina's name echoed throughout the stadium, another wave of cheers swept through the audience.

The anticipation was palpable as they waited for the teams to come forward.

"What was that?" In the resting place of Team Blue, a girl with orchid hair asked, her brows knitting together in confusion.

"..I think it was some kind of invisible attack," a boy with brown hair mumbled, shifting his gaze towards Miley.