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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 don't understand what little miss saw in this bum to employ him."

In a bustling office room, the low mocking sound echoed as a trio from accounting snickered.

The dissatisfaction in their voices was clear as day.

The man they were complaining about sat alone at his desk.

Even though he could hear them, he didn't give any reaction.

His blue eyes remained locked on his screen, fingers tapping away, his posture eerily calm.

Across the room, Megan, the ringleader of the trio, smirked.

She crumpled a piece of paper and tossed it.

"Oops," she drawled, her voice dripping with false innocence. "Must've slipped."

His blue eyes—icy, indifferent—met hers.

Something about his look made Megan's stomach twist.

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