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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 · แฟนตาซี
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[Club house] [8] [Spirit club]

"Haaaah....Haaaah..."

I struggled to draw in a breath as the crushing pain in my chest intensified.

It felt like someone had taken a massive rock and hit it against my ribcage.

"Urgh..."

I held my chest tightly as the pain surged through my left hand.

Time seemed to stand still as I started to stumble, my vision blurring and my limbs growing heavy.

[Azariah, hey! Say somethi—.]

El's voice resonated in my mind, but it felt faint and muffled as I couldn't even understand what he was trying to say.

Whoosh!!

The sound of wind rushing past my ears drowned out all other sounds as I plummeted downwards helplessly, unable to concentrate on my glideboots.

Everything started to spin around me like a blur, my thoughts raced as I struggled to regain control, the ground rushing up to meet me with terrifying speed.

'Fuck it.'