[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son":3,"chapter-reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-177":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Reincarnated As The Villainess's Son",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1365928,1806,"Chapter 177  [Brightest Star] [7]","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-177",177,"\u003Cp>'Where am I?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sky was filled with fluffy white clouds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I sat on a reflective ground, like a mirror, the clouds reflecting on its surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was hard to define, but it felt like I was sitting on the clouds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I looked up. In the distance, the sun shone softly, its glow slightly blurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no sound, no living being—nothing but just me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....Ahh.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was peaceful at first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when my last memories returned, fear, anxiety, and remorse gripped me inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My vision blurred, tears falling onto the reflective surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My body curled up unconsciously, hands looping around my knees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....Tiffany.\" I whimpered, my voice breaking, choking my breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Why?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Why her?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why did she have to die?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was nothing but a child. What did she do to deserve it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was just happily talking to me this morning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could she just leave me alone?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why didn't I die in her stead?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I could have just killed myself, rather than let her die because of my own stupidity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why did I try to act smart?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I'm just a dumb, idiotic person without any value.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....Ahh.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, my mother's face flashed in my mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Mother.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her face, words, smile—everything became clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And so did my childhood memories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'She was right.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My mother was always right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every word she said came true.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was right about everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>....I shouldn't have been—.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you done?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My body flinched slightly as I heard a child's voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blurriness in my eyes cleared up a little as my gaze moved up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A child stood in front of me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A child whose face, eyes, and hair had always been blurry were now clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's been a long time,\" the child whispered softly, smiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...The child with purple hair and eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...A younger version of Azariah.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...You?\" I whimpered silently, tears trickling down my cheeks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...You were always a crybaby,\" he mumbled, walking closer, wiping my tears with his sleeves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Leave me,\" I whispered weakly. He moved back, still smiling. \"Why are you here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Always keep on smiling,\" he said, his hands clasped behind him, circling around me. \"You've always lived that way, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My mother always told me...\" I trailed off, not finishing my words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He should know it anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is that so?\" he asked, walking behind me. \"I wonder, where are we?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scene around me twisted, the reflective surface beneath me turned pitch black before the ground replaced it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And so did everything around me—replaced by the inside of an old house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...My old house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"M..Mother,\" I whispered, looking up at the brown-haired woman, sitting on the floor, crying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you remember this?\" he asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Y...yeah,\" I whispered softly, staring blankly ahead. \"It's the day our father left us.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was three years old back then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I shouldn't remember this...but somehow I do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmm, why so?\" he asked curiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...He didn't want to be burdened with rasing two girls,\" I replied, gazing at my weak mother crying for help. \"....He gave her the option to send one of us to an orphanage.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And your mother didn't choose,\" he guessed, his voice amused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Yes,\" I replied, my throat feeling dry. \"...And the next day, he was gone...leaving a large debt in my mother's name.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your mother didn't try to leave the place?\" he asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...My mother grew up in that house,\" I whispered weakly. \"...She didn't want to leave, even if it meant paying that worthless debt.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did you ever want to see him again?\" he asked, walking in front of me, his gaze on my mother as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....No,\" I replied softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When I was a child, I did want to know more about him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who my father actually was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the more I grew up, the less the desire to see him became.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Hm, doesn't that girl look familiar?\" he asked, pointing ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scene of my mother crying twisted, and a new one appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, a girl no more than four years old walked through narrow streets carrying a bucket in both hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....Ah, it's me,\" I whispered, gazing at myself sweating as she moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I vaguely remember this day as well, the first day I asked my mother to let me help her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was reluctant at first but eventually gave in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To fetch water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a one-time task, but I don't know when it became my daily routine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Isn't your mother cruel?\" he asked, looking at my younger self limping, crushed under the weight of the buckets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How could she make a little child do this arduous work?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She wasn't cruel...She was kind,\" I replied, tearing my gaze from my younger self to my empty hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She was barely nineteen when she had me...and even when our father left, she did everything she could to keep us happy...without a single complaint....She was truly someone I looked up to.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Was she really a kind person?\" he asked, tilting his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...She was,\" I whispered, staring at my younger self.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\".....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked down at me without saying anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world around me kept twisting, revealing my childhood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>....They weren't much special—just me working all the time or looking after my sister.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world stopped again. We were back at my old house, the day I started 'helping' my mother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you remember this?\" he asked curiously, the world around me resumed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My mother sat on the bed, her blank gaze fixed on the ceiling. My four-year-old self stood beside her, looking anxiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tiffany's cry echoed from the other room, where 'my' gaze drifted from time to time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mother, Tiffy's been crying for a while,\" 'I' mumbled, walking closer, shaking her slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She remained unresponsive, her gaze never leaving the ceiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mother,\" I whispered, shaking her body. \"Help Tiffy; she's crying.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....Ashlyn,\" she whispered, turning to look at me. \"You're a good girl, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The child me smiled widely and chirped, \"Yes!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then—.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stop it!\" I yelled, looking away from her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...I can't.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>....I can't see all this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>....Not again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How long are you going to protect her image?\" he asked confidently. \"Stop running from what she truly was.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I said stop!\" I yelled, grabbing his collar, but my hands froze before I could push him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...He looks just like him... like Azariah.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're becoming like her,\" he commented as my grip loosened. \"...Just like your mother.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My lips trembled, my eyes glaring at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Choosing the easy way, just like her,\" he said, his cold eyes looking down at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...First, trying to kill yourself in the name of saving your sister, and when you couldn't... you just ran away to hide here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I can't control when I come here,\" I snarled, glaring at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's your subconscious,\" he replied, extending his hand. \"You're here because you choose to be.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\".....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I bit my trembling lips, glaring at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You chose the easy way from the start,\" he whispered, pointing at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I told you what you truly are when you first met 'Noah'. Had you not selfishly rejected it, you could have easily killed that man today.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I... I didn't know this would happen,\" I whispered weakly, my heart sinking deeper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I warned you, didn't I?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Ahh.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I felt breathless as I heard his words. He did warn me about this... and I refused to listen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You chose to rely on 'Noah' instead of accepting yourself,\" he taunted. My hands moved on their own, covering my ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Stop it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You chose to remain blind just so you could spend more time with him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....Stop it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You chose to be selfish, finding your twisted happiness in his care while burdening your sister.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....Please, just stop.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You chose to come here, leaving 'Noah' to fight that man alone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\".....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\".....And you chose to protect her image from everyone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world around me twisted again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hic... Hic...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A child's sobbing voice echoed in my ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My gaze moved up, looking forward—an old house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A woman knelt on the floor, her hand moving continuously, the sound of slaps filling the space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...A child coiling in front of her, trying to protect herself from the merciless beating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...That child was me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stared blankly, looking at my mother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stop crying, Ashlyn,\" she whispered softly, squeezing 'my' throat. \"....Smile like you always do.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I closed my eyes, my heart ached, pain and sadness gripped me, making me gasp for breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I remember it... even though I shouldn't.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...My mother used to beat me every day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, I couldn't understand why she did that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I thought it was her way of showing love and care. I tried to love her even after that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...But as I grew up, it became clear to me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...It wasn't love, but resentment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...It wasn't care, but frustration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you hate her?\" he asked, making me open my eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I've already forgiven her,\" I whispered, looking at him. \"...After all, she's the reason I met 'Noah.'\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The 'Noah' who will die trying to protect a worthless girl,\" he scoffed, looking at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I flinched slightly, gazing at the ground, now reflecting everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'...I truly am becoming like her.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I let out a self-loathing chuckle as I thought about it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like her, I'm trying to use others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like her, I'm trying to run away from my problems.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>....Just like her, I'm torturing someone I shouldn't.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....I wonder,\" 'he' whispered, observing me. \"....Are you going to be a coward again, or are you going to stop running away?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\".....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I remained silent as I slowly stood up from my place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I loathe my mother for what she did, but I still can't bring myself to hate her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was weak, extremely weak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn't have the resolve to abandon her past to save her family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'I don't want to be like her.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...Even if it means trying to control a power that can hurt Gods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I slowly turned around, walking away from him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You won't regret it, Ashlyn Zya—No.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'He' shouted, his voice echoing throughout the place,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You won't regret it,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ashlyn Zyanya,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First Incarnation of Gabriel.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1684,"2026-06-05T21:29:08.031Z",1,"novelbin.me","5149749d83f3054bc48d0321b57cef78cdcdd947846a6f7e5344c5ed7223572f","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-359","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-176",556,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Freincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-cover.jpg"]