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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...

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Reincarnated As The Villainess's Son

In the dusky, old kitchen filled with wooden equipment, a boy moved around while humming the song playing in the background.

His eyes, heterochromatic—one blue and the other purple—looked at the ingredients placed on the counter.

Picking up a bowl, he hummed as he mixed different ingredients with care.

Some ingredients spilled around, but the apron he wore didn't let them stick to his clothes.

"When did she turn my madness—."

His humming abruptly stopped as someone tugged on his pants.

He turned around, his gaze moving down as he looked at the little girl.

She looked only three years old, not even reaching his knees, her long straight black hair combed properly while her crimson eyes stared at him.

[Hollow Town] [Prelude]