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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

The laughter of students echoed within the open field.

The place, beautifully decorated with different ornaments, shined, giving a positive attitude to everyone.

Even after all that happened to them, the students still tried to be happy, some making new friends, some missing the old ones.

And within hundreds of them, a single boy stood alone on the side.

With a simple hoodie and jeans, he remained the oddity, different from all around him.

Aimar drank the wine arranged for the students without looking around.

His blank gaze stayed on the glass of wine in his hand.

A lot has happened to him, a lot has changed in him.

He does remember when he last laughed, when he was last happy, when he was... himself.

But the loss of one single person took everything away.

And now, nothing gives him the happiness he always took for granted.

Like how he always thought Oliver would be with him until the end.

[Festival Of Love] [3] [Regret]