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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]

Noob6_writer9 · Fantasi
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320 Chs

[Blood Of Fallen] [8]

"...That's your past, present, and future... Your lovers were, are, and will always... kill you."

Thump! Thump!

Azariah's heart pounded fiercely in his chest as the man's words struck deep.

His breath became ragged, and he glared at the man, whose expression was filled with pity.

Taking a deep breath to steady himself, Azariah let out a forced chuckle.

"The fuck are you rambling about, liar?" he asked, a smile lingering on his face as he stepped back.

"Az," Oliver tried to intervene, but Azariah quickly pushed him away.

"Did you not hear this fucker?!" Azariah roared, slamming his fist down on the table with such force that it shattered into pieces.

The man gulped as Azariah lunged at him, but Oliver barely managed to hold him back.

Just as the man was about to respond, a woman passing by on the street stopped, looking at them with concern.