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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

Breaking Relations [3]

"Yeah, kill yourself." Aimar grumbled as I sat beside him, crossing my legs.

I chuckled as I touched the grass I was sitting on, his words didn't affect me, or to be more precise, no words seem to affect me much now.

"...I met with Seth's family," I whispered softly as I looked at him, "...They seem to be doing fine for now."

"..."

He didn't reply but curled his knees to his face, wrapping his hands around them.

"...His mother is kind of sweet," I continued, his silence not bothering me much, "...She talked nicely and told me a lot about Seth."

"...Like what?" he muttered under his breath.

"Like he never told his family how we wanted to meet them," I replied, glancing up at the sky, "...He also never mentioned me to his mother."

"...I see."

A silence lingered between us before I asked something that had been eating me up inside.

"...About Aaliyah's family," I whispered, my voice barely audible, "...How are they?"