[{"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-502":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},1366201,1806,"Chapter 502  Ancestor [2]","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-502",502,"\u003Cp>\"Not that,\" he spoke again. \"I want something else.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I blinked. \"What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He moved back as he said loudly, \"Mind explaining to him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A familiar feeling immediately caught my attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'…El?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I slowly turned, fully expecting to see no one but…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…A man stood there with long pristine hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes still closed as he smiled gently. \"Hey, Azariah.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I let out a sigh of relief as I smiled back. \"Hey, El.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>El's presence washed through the room like light; it was impossible to ignore his presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked towards us, and I felt Aimar elbowing my side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turned to look at him, who asked me about El in gesture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah, this is El.\" I introduced him to them. \"He is my… friend.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>El didn't say anything as he looked at both of them. \"You both have grown, especially you, Aimar.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aimar looked at him warily. \"...Do we know each other?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>El just smiled as he didn't say anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, El has been with me for almost a year; he knows a lot about Aimar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I quickly turned to look at him and then at Samyaza. \"...What are you doing here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...It's a long story,\" he said with a long sigh. \"Just know, I needed Samyaza for something.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turned to look at him. \"Do you know him—?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He is my—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shut up, Samyaza,\" El quickly interrupted him. \"Don't talk crap here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Samyaza looked sad as he raised his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…I do know him,\" El said silently. \"In our long life, we have met a lot of times.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>El's tone was calm, but the air between him and Samyaza felt… heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They both seemed at odds but still bore each other's presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Can you explain it to him?\" Samyaza said, leaning against the wall. \"...We don't have all day.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turned to look at El. \"What is he talking about?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>El let out a sigh as he rubbed his temples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Before dying, Azrael did a lot of things,\" he said softly. \"One of them was creating a lot of pocket realms.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Pocket realms?\" Aimar frowned. \"Like… separate worlds?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>El nodded slightly. \"Fragments, really. Small enclosed spaces where Azrael hid things.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait, who is Azrael?\" Elijah asked, looking at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>El didn't respond as he looked at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I let out a sigh, pointing at Samyaza. \"Azrael was his brother.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Samyaza smiled and bowed in acknowledgment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>El kept on looking at me as he seemed to convey something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Anyway, in one of the pocket realms, he placed something we call a key,\" El said, folding his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I looked at him. \"Key to what?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>El was quiet for a moment, as if deciding whether to tell me the truth or not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression softened, but the weight in his tone grew heavier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Key to understanding Concepts,\" he spoke. \"The key that stopped him from becoming the puppet of the Creator God.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I kept on looking at him as I could feel he was hiding something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was an odd feeling that oozed out of him but was undeniably there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>El was fearing something…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why do you need the key?\" I asked as I glanced at Samyaza. \"Surely not for him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...No,\" he said as he kept on staring at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The key is for Azrael's reincarnation. Qaisal was its holder once he was alive… now it's your turn.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aimar blinked, looking between me and El. \"...Wait. What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>El didn't repeat himself. His eyes were still closed, his hands folded in front of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Reincarnation?\" Elijah asked quietly, his tone uncertain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You mean him?\" He pointed at me, hesitation written all over his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...El,\" I spoke as I kept on looking at him. \"What is happening?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>El didn't respond to my words as he glanced at Samyaza.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I couldn't understand what was happening, and it was really pissing me off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then tell me what use this 'key' has?\" I asked, rubbing my face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You need the key,\" El said quietly. \"If you want to fight Morningstar and Satan.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment those words left El's mouth, the room fell into silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...What did you just say?\" I asked, my voice low.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>El didn't flinch. \"You'll need the key to fight Morningstar and Satan.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I closed my eyes as I let out a deep sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'...So, it's really going to happen.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had the feeling, and I even knew it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no way I could always keep running away from those two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My past as Azrael and they both were too connected for them to keep me alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'...This is really troubling.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I thought as I glanced at Samyaza.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'...Someday, I might have to fight him too.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So…\" I began, looking at El. \"Where is this key?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In the Aljanah main island,\" Samyaza replied instead. \"My descendants are the ones keeping it hidden.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I rubbed the back of my neck as I stared at him. \"Is that so?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He just smiled, and I don't like that stupid smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There is also a problem you will face, Azariah.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>El spoke once again, taking my attention back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What is it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...When you enter the realm,\" he spoke softly. \"You will get back your memories.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He finally opened his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Your memories as Azrael.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Capital City, Akasha.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world of Akasha isn't what it was in the past.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though a lot of the people have already recovered, it was undeniable…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…The death of the Gerald Household has left a deep scar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The smell of ash still lingered in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even after months, the city hadn't quite rid itself of the memory or the fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The once-proud banners of the Geralds had been replaced with empty poles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The streets were busy again, but quieter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soldiers patrolled in pairs now, and beneath all that noise, Akasha was still bleeding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This place is still fascinating.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A girl wearing a black dress walked along the streets of the capital city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her long blonde hair peeked from the side as her crimson eyes looked around curiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inna's voice echoed within Christina's head as she moved around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let him be,\" Christina grumbled. \"He deserves a little tension.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inna let out a sigh as she grumbled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Christina nodded her head in response.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason for her overpossessiveness was none other than her own race.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thing about elves is that they really care about their spouse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And they also hate when their spouse is with someone else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Christina inherited the very traits of the elves that had made her a little more competitive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'...Still, I don't want to be a bother to him all the time.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She thought to herself as she was more or less aware of her own possessiveness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As much as Christina wanted to keep him for herself, she acknowledged that it's not really possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'With an actual goddess in love with him, it would really be hard.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Shut up, traitor.' Christina rebuked. 'You call me your best friend and said you could never love Qais because he isn't the one you love.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Christina let out a sigh as she reached a café.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'...Well, I can't control you.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She thought, opening the gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'But I can make sure I am always on the top.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bell above the café door chimed softly as Christina stepped inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few people glanced up, then looked away quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She made her way to the corner table near the window, ignoring the whispers that followed her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'I know,' Christina replied mentally, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'It's really simple, actually,' Christina thought, glancing at the menu. 'To be the head of the harem.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Shut up.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Christina glanced up as a girl walked towards her wearing a waitress outfit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl's long hair was partially black, white, and pink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked at the girl and smiled. 'Let's start with the dumbest one.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith, not aware of the woman's plan, asked gently, \"What would you like to order?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's been a while,\" Christina said, smiling at her. \"Hasn't it, Zenith?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith blinked her eyes as she looked at her carefully. \"I'm sorry?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Christina removed the hoodie as she said, \"It's me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith still looked confused. \"I still don't recognize you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Christina let out a sigh as she grumbled. 'Stupid horny Qais.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She drew in a deep breath before she closed her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her long blonde hair turned into silky smooth blue hair as her eyes changed blue as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Christina turned to look at her once again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Remember me?\" she said with a smile. \"The one who always glazes at her fiancé.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith's notebook fell from her hand as she looked at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She immediately leaned and hugged Christina.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl trembled slightly, clutching her as if afraid Christina would vanish if she let go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...It really is you,\" Zenith whispered. \"Christina?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl smiled and hugged her back. \"Yep, it's me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith hugged her even more tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn't ask anything; she just whispered,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Welcome back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1502,"2026-06-05T21:29:27.041Z",1,"novelbin.me","71c7c3c67e02d0c6dbb8bc23b4e89378110dcb813dee7d7c807af55871e5c7cc","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-503","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-501",556,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Freincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-cover.jpg"]