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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

I turned my head slightly at the sound of Zenith's voice, her unease clear in the way she spoke.

"Are you really going to do it?" she asked, eyes pleading for me to say no.

I sighed, rubbing my face. "I don't want to spend any more time here."

Zenith quickly stepped in front of me.

I kept walking, and she moved backward, still facing me.

"Then why don't you take a break—"

"That's the plan," I cut her off with a small smile.

"I can rest early if I kill everyone."

She groaned, nearly tripping over herself as she moved aside.

"Help me, Epione," Zenith grumbled as she turned to look at her side.

She smiled awkwardly, shifting under our gazes. "What should I do?"

I thought to myself, rubbing my temple.

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