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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

"So, you like it gently?" Christina asked with a smile, staring at me.

"When did you come back?" I asked, ignoring her question as I walked toward her.

"Just today," she replied, her hand reaching out to pinch my face. "I couldn't miss the festival with you, after all. It's been so long since we could stay together."

"I see," I replied, nodding in response. "Avril didn't come with you?"

Her hand stopped pinching my cheek as she looked at me.

"She didn't," Christina replied, shaking her head. "...I don't think she will come back now."

"So, she chose to run away, huh?" I replied with a light shrug.

"I'm not the right person to tell you," she replied cryptically, looking at me. "When you see her again, calmly listen to what she has to say."

Without replying, I just looked at her, and she didn't shy away from my gaze.

A few seconds passed as she changed the topic. "Anyway, how do I look?"

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