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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

There are five fundamental stances for any sword technique—

The foundation upon which all sword arts in Lumina are built.

Just as elves use the eight-sided stance, tailored to complement their agility, the Asuras have their own—

A stance that prioritizes overwhelming force, each strike carrying the full weight of the wielder.

The Asura boy's yelling snapped me back to reality.

He stumbled down as he clenched his forearm, trying to stop the bleeding.

I silenced him with a swift kick to the chin.

His head snapped back, and he crumpled to the ground, unconscious.

I turned to the others. "Anyone else have a problem with me being the leader?"

Sibry's crimson eyes burned with defiance, but she held her tongue.

The other Asura, jaw clenched, simply stood still.

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