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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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316 Chs

[Club House Competition] [End]

BOOM!!!

A deafening explosion rocked a trembling building, scattering dust and debris, causing walls to crumble into pieces.

A boy with black hair and golden eyes flew out from the same building.

His body twisted mid-air, about to helplessly crash into the building in front.

But just as he was about to collide, two circles left his hand—one opening a portal behind him, the other moving up into the air.

The purplish portal swallowed him, and he found himself high in the air, still in motion.

The air around him constricted before softening, breaking his momentum and catching him in its soft embrace.

Oliver opened another portal, emerging beside Aimar, who stood on the terrace of an adjacent building.

"What is that?" Aimar mumbled, squinting his eyes at the broken wall below.

Mikhail emerged from the shattered wall.