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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 heavy air breezed past my face, the kind that seeps into one's bones and stirs a sense of unease as I stood in front of a mansion.

A silence lingered in the place as I walked towards the main gate, parking my bike outside.

The main gate opened with an eerie voice.

The mansion loomed in the distance, a brooding silhouette against the oppressive gray sky.

An old mansion, adorned with intricate stonework and arched windows.

Barren trees framed the estate along with beautiful roses that were being cared for by the maids.

I crossed the bridge, above a still waterway, which mirrored the mansion's imposing figure, the reflection rippling faintly in the cold breeze.

My steps slowed as I stared at the eerie mansion, uneasiness crawling up my spine.

'...On second thought, maybe I should visit some other time.'

I thought as I turned to leave, my feet carrying me back to the gate before—

First Anomaly [1]