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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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[Hollow Town] [1] [Primordial Demoness]

People are weird.

They fear the unknown a lot more than the known.

Even if they face an unimaginable being, if they know even a little about it, they won't fear them as much as they will if they know nothing.

The fear of the unknown is endless in them.

And that's why they make the unknown either the evilest thing in existence or their God.

"...Is this the place where that 'God' of yours was seen?" I quietly asked as I turned to look at the old man.

He nodded vigorously, standing behind me as if hiding, "...Yes, my lord."

I turned and observed the place.

We stood at the entrance of a dark and gloomy forest hill which was already dried up because of the winter.

The trees seemed endless, with no end or light visible. From here, all I saw was gloom.

Taking a step forward, I moved towards the closest tree, which was half-broken.