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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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[Island Of Drath] [7]

"Stop running, Maria!"

A gentle breeze rushed past a woman running slowly after a little boy.

Her dark brown hair cascaded over her shoulders, touching her knees as she moved.

Her stomach was round and full, a clear sign of the life growing within her.

A man with blonde hair rushed behind her, trying to stop her.

"You can't catch me~." Maria turned her head, sticking out her little pink tongue.

She giggled softly while gazing back at her son.

"Luis, stop running, or else no ice cream for you!" Having no luck with his wife, he said to his son.

"No!" Luis stopped in his tracks, turning toward his father. "You can't do that."

Maria also stopped, crouching down as she hugged him, her smile brightening even more.

"You shouldn't run in your condition, Maria," Delwyn sighed, crouching down to hug her from behind.

She smiled, turning her head to kiss his cheek. "You worry too much."