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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:- pbcRgDx2Vc]

Noob6_writer9 · Fantasi
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263 Chs

[Island Of Drath] [20] [Fallen Prince]

Oliver turned towards the sound.

Ethan patted his back twice, making him glance at him.

He nodded, looking towards the same direction.

Oliver's eyes slowly started to burn, but he kept his gaze on those who arrived in front of them.

"More of them?" Ethan mumbled, bringing his sword out again.

Oliver nodded, flicking his hand to alleviate the burning sting around his arm.

His clothes felt clung to his body.

"Stay back," Oliver ordered, turning to look back at Aaliyah.

She looked at Ethan before nodding and taking a few steps away from them, Ruby following suit.

Oliver looked forward with his blurry eyes; he blinked, huffed, and shook his head.

Three people came into view, two males and one female, wearing the same attire—cloaks with hoods like the one he had slain before.

"I will take care of them," Ethan said, glancing at Oliver as he walked towards them, drawing the blade from its scabbard.