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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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Team [2]

"....."

The sun was high in the sky, casting a warm glow over the academy grounds as I sat silently on a chair near the stage.

My hands were interlaced, resting on my knees, as I surveyed my so-called 'team.'

All the other students had been sent back to their classes, leaving only the selected ones and the teachers.

'...Why do I have to go through this shit?'

I thought, glancing at the silver-haired girl who was smiling sweetly at me.

Her smile didn't match the coldness in her beautiful crimson eyes.

'.....'

Maybe it was because of all the things I had gone through in the last three months that I didn't feel much threat from her.

I didn't avert my gaze from her, but looked directly into her eyes.

'...She didn't seem happy.'

...Come to think of it, she was never happy, no matter what she showed on the outside.

Inside, she was just depressed after Shane died.