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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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[Oracle of Past] [11] [Dread]

"...We meet again, Lady Esmeray's son....

Or should I call you....

[Exiled Prince]...."

'Fuck...'

I cursed softly, my gaze on the dimly lit entrance as my body started to retreat towards Inës.

Step...

Step...

Was it perhaps my own fear affecting 'him' as I felt my hands trembling slightly, full of sweat, firmly gripping the katana and axe-hammer.

'...Can you handle him?'

Ignoring the sickening feeling I was having, I asked.

'No....I can't...

'He' replied, his voice filled with certainty, and I wholeheartedly agreed with him, but still, he made my body shield Inës behind my back...

'...Then what are you going to do?'

'...

Of course, 'he' didn't reply...

How could 'he'? When we both knew we couldn't do anything against him.

"...Survive."

And at last, 'he' muttered under his breath as the man entered the hall.