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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 · แฟนตาซี
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Breaking Relations [2]

It was midday, but the flash and thundering made the air seem heavy and dark.

Armor clanking, soldiers patrolling along the wall near them.

A few reporters stayed close to the wall, trying to find anyone they could ask, interrogate, or scapegoat for their story.

High-ranking nobles and officials have visited this place in the last few days, especially those whose family members have been buried here.

"Is it true?" A reporter asked, flashing money towards a soldier who walked past him.

"Is what true?" asked the soldier, a greedy look flashing across his eyes.

"Lord Oliver, we heard he is dead. Is that true? Is he really dead?"

The man seemed to flinch at the words, eyes wavering, body moving, but the flashing money stopped him.

"Not dead but missing," the soldier muttered under his breath. "...But it's been so long that they declared him so."