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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 rhythmic ticking echoed in a lavishly furnished office.

The room was filled with ancient artifacts and priceless heirlooms that seemed to tell stories of their own.

A towering bookshelf stood in one corner, packed with leather-bound old books.

At the center of the room was a desk—crafted from the sacred wood of Yggdrasil itself.

Mariam sat on the other side, her glare boring into me.

Her silence made me uncomfortable as I shifted slightly in my chair.

...But even to me, that answer seemed hollow.

I had no particular reason for asking Yennefer out.

From deep within me, I wanted to do it.

Like a small part of me yearned for her.

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