[{"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-356":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},1365918,1806,"Chapter 356  [Wedding By Blood] [8] [Innana And Ishtar]","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-356",356,"\u003Cp>Selaria's unconscious body landed hard on the bed as Zenith unceremoniously tossed her onto it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Careful!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Epione yelped in surprise, glaring at both Siersha and Zenith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith dusted off her hands and looked at Epione. \"What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Epione sighed, walking over to Selaria and adjusting her position, making her more comfortable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When she turned back around, Siersha and Zenith were already lingering by the door—clearly ready to run away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Epione sighed again, walking towards them. \"Why was she unconscious?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zenith did it,\" Siersha said without hesitation, pointing at her partner-in-crime.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey!\" Zenith slapped her hand away. \"Don't sell me out like that!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Am I wrong, though?\" Siersha blinked innocently. \"Can't believe you knocked out a princess.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And you advised throwing her out the window.\" Zenith grumbled, glaring at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Epione froze mid-step. \"You what?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Siersha only shrugged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It was just a suggestion.\" She crossed her arms. \"Would've solved the problem.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Epione exhaled sharply, shoving both of them out of the room before shutting the door behind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm just glad no guards caught us,\" Zenith muttered as they walked down the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Siersha nodded. \"It would have been a problem if they did.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Epione crossed her arms. \"Anyway, why did you knock her out?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She was trying to make me fix....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith's words died in her throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blush crept onto her face as she thought about it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Why did I do that?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She fidgeted, avoiding their eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All Selaria had done was ask for a little help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet, before she knew it, her body had moved on its own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though she knew Himmel would never agree to go on a date with her...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Did I feel threatened?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She quickly shook her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No. That wasn't it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why would she feel threatened?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'It's not like I like him or anything.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Siersha gave her a sidelong glance. \"I'm curious too. Was it because she asked Himmel on a date?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's not!\" Zenith denied, a little too aggressively. \"I would never like someone who asked my mother out!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Siersha's lips twitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Who said anything about liking him?\" she murmured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith flinched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trying to change the subject, she turned to Epione. \"Why were you even here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah!\" Epione squeaked, snapping out of her thoughts. \"I was just looking around.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Siersha, who was staring at Zenith, turned to look at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She asked, \"Why?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Epione replied without even looking at her. \"...I just felt something off.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith's curiosity piqued as she asked, \"Tell me. I can help you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Epione hesitated, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her sleeves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She let out a sigh. \"I just felt mana behaving weirdly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's not a big deal,\" Zenith shrugged. \"Lady Mariam would've noticed if something was wrong.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Maybe I'm overthinking,\" Epione muttered, though unease still lingered in her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wedding was one of the most important events in recent times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn't help but have a bad feeling about this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now that I think about it,\" Zenith mused, \"I overheard people talking about the cursed princes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Epione stiffened. Zenith caught it immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you know them?\" Zenith curiously asked, looking at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Epione exhaled tiredly. \"...Yeah. They're my uncles.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith came to an abrupt stop. \"Wait, what?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Epione nodded. \"They were my mother's brothers.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith stepped closer. \"What happened to them?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…I don't know,\" Epione admitted, shaking her head. \"All I know is that they were special.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They were born with a gift.\" Epione hesitated. \"...They were immortals.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith's breath hitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something clicked in her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Memories that she saw through Avilea's eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'They talked about Asura's wedding…'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything started falling into place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stared blankly at Epione. \"Do you know where Himmel is?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Epione blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He is with Sir Mortis,\" she replied, staring at her. \"They were going to join a demigod's meeting.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith drew in a deep breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body trembled as a realization dawned on her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Avilea is Himmel's daughter.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>....The thought hit her harder than she expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She felt torn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Conflicted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it the fact that Himmel had multiple wives that hurt her? Or… was it something else?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She clenched her fists, drawing in a deep breath before looking at the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'One of his wives almost died.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She recalled the man's words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the real question was—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—Who?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Epione quietly looked at her. \"What happened?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith shook her head. \"...Nothing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Siersha, however, wasn't fooled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had already sensed that something was off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, Epione spoke up again. \"By the way, is it just me, or does Himmel seem… familiar?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Siersha's head snapped toward her. \"What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Epione frowned, deep in thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I just have this feeling I've met him before.\" She glanced at them. \"In Lumina, when I met Christina.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Siersha did her best to keep her expression neutral.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, she asked slowly, \"…How?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don't know,\" Epione admitted, shaking her head. \"What do you think, Zenith?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why are you asking me?\" Zenith grumbled, glaring at them. \"Weren't you guys just as close to her as I was?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They both turned silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>****\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gwenyra's Palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In one of the grand chambers of the building, a figure slowly began to materialize.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman had an ethereal and enchanting presence, exuding a dark yet alluring aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her long, flowing golden-blonde hair cascaded around her, framing her striking red eyes as they scanned the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wore an elegant black gown adorned with intricate golden embroidery, accentuating her figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, she spoke—her voice slow yet commanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come out,\" Innana called. \"I know you can hear me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A low hum resonated through the darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What pleasure do I owe to have you here?\" A voice asked, calm and eerily familiar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you not going to show yourself?\" Innana's gaze flickered around the shadows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No reply came.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She sighed. \"What are you doing here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Gwenyra called me,\" the voice replied. \"Even though I can't descend into Lumina like you, I can still use a puppet.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't give me that crap,\" Innana snapped, her voice rising. \"You think I can't see through your plans?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Even if you did,\" the voice whispered in a mocking tone, \"what can you do?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dark pressure filled the chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air grew thick, suffocating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sheer force of Innana's restrained power sent a warning through the shadows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't even think of harming him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, how could I harm him?\" The voice cooed. \"He's the only one who can fix us.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Innana's jaw clenched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am not broken,\" she hissed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No reply came.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The presence lurking in the shadows grew heavier, more tangible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, she stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The puppet moved with an eerie grace—too smooth, too controlled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Innana glared at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The puppet tilted her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked almost normal. Almost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though she bore a resemblance to the speaker, something was off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The smile was too sharp, the expression too precise—like someone wearing a mask they had long forgotten was fake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, Inna,\" the puppet said, voice drenched in false sweetness. \"We are broken.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Innana glared at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The puppet tilted her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you not like this face?\" A slow smile crept onto her lips. \"How about this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her features began to shift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly, piece by piece, her face changed—morphing into something else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Innana's glare was crucifying as the puppet's face became identical to her own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only difference—raven-black hair and glowing golden eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The puppet's smile widened. \"Do you like my real face? Of course, you do.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't test my patience, Ishtar,\" Innana whispered, her voice dangerously soft. \"You have no right to wear that face.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The puppet—no, the entity wearing that face—tilted its head. \"Why not? It was mine before it was yours.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No.\" Innana shook her head. \"Don't live in delusion.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ishtar's smile didn't waver. She studied Innana before speaking again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where is our dear, Inna?\" Her voice dripped with mock concern. \"I can't sense him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"None of your business,\" Innana replied, glaring at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had already taken precautions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before coming here, she had placed a barrier around Himmel and Shyamal, ensuring their privacy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she hadn't, Ishtar would have torn through everything in her madness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ishtar's lips curled into something almost cruel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you so desperate to protect him from me?\" She took a slow step forward. \"But it won't work.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Innana remained still. \"You talk as if he would ever choose you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ishtar smirked. \"Can you really be sure? I can give him things you'd never even think of.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Innana's fingers twitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew what Ishtar was trying to do—digging under her skin, provoking her into lashing out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She drew in a deep breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trying to calm herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Say whatever you want,\" Innana said, her voice dangerously calm. \"You're not getting to him—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For how long?\" Ishtar chuckled softly, golden eyes glowing in the dim light. \"That's where you're wrong, dear sister.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ishtar took a step closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stood just a breath apart, staring into each other's eyes—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—As if staring into a mirror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No matter how much you fight it…\" Ishtar continued with a sweet smile, \"he always finds his way back to me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Innana shook her head. \"Not as long as I'm here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ishtar's expression shifted, as if she had grown tired of arguing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For how long are you going to keep watching over him?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She asked, glaring at Innana.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For how long are you going to keep losing him?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\".....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Innana quietly looked at her, further irritating Ishtar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You lost him to Anastasia, even though you could have won.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a time—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When you learned about his reincarnation, you followed him—leaving everything behind.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Innana and Ishtar were still one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…And yet, you lost him again to that foolish sister of yours.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ishtar wasn't a goddess who was born.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Even when he lived on that pathetic little planet, You. Watched. Over. Him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was a fragment—ripped from Innana.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And now that his soul is whole again, all you're doing is watching.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dark, twisted nature of Innana—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How long are you going to keep doing this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—Manifested into Goddess Ishtar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Innana's hand blurred—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Argh!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—And grabbed Ishtar's throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't be mistaken.\" Innana whispered, looking down at her. \"Unlike you, I don't see him as my possession.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That made Ishtar laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her lips curled up in a twisted smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who are you trying to fool?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ishtar whispered softly, strengthening her body to meet Innana's crimson eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even as Innana's grip tightened, she stared—golden eyes piercing through her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You see him as yours, just like me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A silence stretched between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Innana smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A twisted, broken smile that mirrored Ishtar's.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So what if I do?\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1759,"2026-06-05T21:29:08.031Z",1,"novelbin.me","df8e4aafcadffb010a7b9baf8e63b67b0365ce7610a29393cb2607f602fcfd4d","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-170","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-169",556,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Freincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-cover.jpg"]