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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:- MBWUhsk2H7]

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[Villainess Maker]

'So, are you an angel... Or maybe a fallen angel?'

[Neither]he replied instantly, without flinching.

'Hmm, then what the hell are you?' I asked, tapping constantly on the armrest of the chair.

[I... I don't know.]

'You don't know, or you don't trust me enough to tell me what you are?' I questioned, sensing his hesitation.

Well, I can understand his feelings. Even I don't want to share too much about myself with him.

Reason?

Because I don't fucking trust him.

'What's your name?' I asked, as he remained silent after my last question.

[El.]

'That's not your real name, is it?' I pressed, observing the lady who brought my food.

"Enjoy your meal, sir," she said with a light smile as she passed the food to me.

"Thank you," I replied, taking the food and placing it on the table in front of me.

"..."

[What happened?]

'I felt uncomfortable when I thanked her,' I replied, looking at the lady.

Is my noble nature kicking in?

I can't even say thank you now?

"Ma'am," I called her again, making her look back at me. "Can I get anything electronic, like a phone or a tablet? I can pay for it if you want."

The lady looked at me awkwardly before she bowed a little and replied, "I will arrange one for you, sir, and it will be on the house."

With that, she walked back inside as I grabbed the utensils and brought the soup close to my mouth.

"Bland as ever," I mumbled as I drank the soup. I couldn't taste any flavor or sensation from the food.

And... For the rest of my life, I will have to live like this, never knowing how food tastes.

Just the thought of it depresses me.

[Wait... are you not going to ask anything from me?]

'Look buddy, you are the last thing I have to worry about,' I replied as I drank the soup just to fill my stomach.

[Seriously... What is wrong with you?]

'Everything,' I replied, shrugging my shoulders. 'Everything is wrong with me.'

The sound of footsteps approaching pulled me from my thoughts, and I looked up to see the lady returning with a small electronic device in her hands.

"Here you go, sir," she said, placing the device on the table in front of me. "A tablet, as requested."

"Thank you," I replied, again feeling a slight discomfort.

Opening the tablet, I quickly launched the first browsing app I could find on it.

[What are you doing?]

'Trying to find out who the [Main Antagonist] of the game will be,' I replied before taking a deep breath.

Hesperia kingdom.

I typed it in before clicking on the search icon and waiting for the results.

And... Nothing appeared.

I tried again and again with different approaches and words, but nothing appeared on it.

"Sigh..."

With a sigh, I placed the tablet back on the table before leaning back in the chair.

[Are you going to tell me what you were doing?]

'Hmm, you know, this world we're in, it's a world of a game or something similar,' I replied before closing my eyes.

[And... you are not him, right?]

'No shit, Sherlock. I would have been laughing like a madman if I were to be him,' I grumbled in reply.

[Why?] his voice echoed in my mind.

'Why, you ask?' I scoffed at his words before replying, 'That fucker is going to get a harem and power that he didn't earn, and you're asking me why?'

[So... aside from this hero person, who else is there?] Sensing my sour mood, he quickly changed the subject.

'Well, there are heroines, villains, villainess,' I replied, pausing briefly. '...And then there's me, the villainess maker.'

[So... you're special?] his voice probed.

'...No,' I replied, feeling a hint of bitterness. 'I'm just the heroines first love.'

I am a one-way ticket to a bad ending.

I opened my eyes to look at the tablet again, feeling a mixture of frustration and amusement.

Opening the browser once more, I searched for another name: Azariah Noah Aljanah.

In an instant, thousands of articles appeared before me.

"Disgrace of his family, rudest person to talk to, killer, rapist, mental patient... Woah, aren't I famous?" I chuckled softly as I read 'my' history according to the internet.

[You are not the same person as him?]

'No, I am not and in a sense I am,' I replied before closing the tablet. 'But you don't know how dearly I wished I wouldn't be him; being him is the shittiest thing that can happen to me.'

[Because of your body?]

'Partially, yes, but mostly because of my blessing.'

'Blessing of Amun-Ra' that I got when I was a child.

Blessing of one of the strongest Gods to ever live, but this blessing became a curse when the world got to know about it.

My body and my blessing are the most desirable things that all the evil organizations want.

A body that can work as a container and can adapt to all kinds of energy in this world.

That's what my blessing is capable of...

...But the problem is, my body rejects Mana and because I can't use Mana properly, making it extremely hard for me to get stronger.

I am basically a duck on a chopping board, ready to be chopped.

'...And you know what's the worst part in all this?' I thought as I closed my eyes.

'If I don't think about how to survive by the end of this year, I will be turned into a puppet that only moves in her hand until the end of my life.'

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