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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 · Fantasia
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"...Well, ahh, my father had a relationship with his mother-in-law."

I was the first to close my book before looking at Chubby.

[...Hey, don't close the book I was reading]

'...Shut up.'

The rest of them did the same as Aimar closed in and so did Keegan and Lucus.

Oliver straightened his back before placing his hand on the table, intervening them, and gesturing towards Chubby. "...Continue, buddy."

"...Ah, m-maybe I shouldn't—."

"...Don't chicken out now, Chubby." I interjected sharply, glaring at him, and I could see others nodding as well.

"...Buddy, we are all friends here." With the nicest smile he could muster, Oliver encouraged him. "...You can share anything with us."

"...I am not friends with this—."

"...Shut up, Keegan, or I will shove that finger into your ass." As Keegan tried to interfere, pointing at me, Oliver snapped at him.

"You!!—."

"Sit down, Keegan."