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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]

Noob6_writer9 · Fantasia
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98 Chs

Avril Noah Aljanah [1]

"Hmm?"

My eyes fluttered open slowly as I emerged from my sleep, feeling a gentle pat on my head.

Blinking my eyes, I adjusted to the dim light of the room.

"Good morning." A soft voice greeted me.

I turned my head slightly to see Christina sitting on the bed, her fingers delicately running through my hair.

"Good morning, sleepyhead," she greeted again with a gentle smile.

I took a moment to register what was happening before I jerked upright, sitting straight on the bed.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, looking around, and I was still in Oliver's room.

"Oliver called me," she replied gently, getting out of bed.

"Why that fucking idiot." I mumbled softly letting, out a tired sigh.

'Thud.'

The sound of a book closing echoed inside the room, drawing my attention.

And...

A beautiful girl with purple hair and eyes sat on a chair with a book in her hand.