[{"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-518":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},1366217,1806,"Chapter 518  [When Fallen Fall] [14] [A Perfect Plan]","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-518",518,"\u003Cp>Azrael's chest heaved, and his eyes blurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A world of unknown was now in front of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hall vanished, and so did his throne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azrael felt no ground beneath his feet, no air in his lungs, yet he was not suffocating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He existed in a place where those things had never been needed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Light moved around him, not as brightness but as information.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Threads stretched in every direction, crossing, splitting, knotting together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those threads intertwined, creating a river of silver light that flowed in the darkness of space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azrael steadied himself, still in awe of what he was seeing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…So this is it,\" he said quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Goddess of Fate did not appear beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her presence was everywhere instead, woven into the space itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he looked around, Azrael slowly noticed something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body moved back, and he could clearly see the river of Fate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was flowing in a circle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The beginning was the end, and the end was the beginning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azrael also noticed that the river of Fate was connected to four different worlds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn't comprehend what he was seeing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"….What is this?\" he asked himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is what you refused to see,\" her voice echoed. \"Lumina isn't the only world where fate works.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The threads shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azrael saw Lumina...not as land or sky, but as structure. Layers of cause and consequence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mortal lives flickered like sparks, brief and countless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gods hovered above them, vast and heavy, pressing down without ever touching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reached toward one thread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment his fingers brushed it, pain bloomed in his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azrael let go of it, and the pain vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"….Wait.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azrael immediately felt his powers...they were not working here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fate sees everything as equal,\" her words echoed in his mind. \"Time and Death have no meaning infront of Fate.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azrael couldn't say anything in response as he kept looking down at his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His attention shifted again to the four worlds connected to it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each one glowed differently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One burned with constant motion....wars folding into wars, empires rising only to collapse again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One was dim, its threads thin and fragile, as if existence itself was struggling to hold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One was eerily still, its river almost frozen, every outcome locked in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then there was Lumina.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Balanced, yet strained with constant pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Four worlds,\" Azrael whispered. \"And all of them are bound by fate?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not bound,\" Fate replied. \"Observed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azrael felt something tighten inside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then the Outer Gods…\" he began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do not belong to the river of Fate,\" she finished. \"They are free from the influence of fate.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azrael finally understood the weight of what he was seeing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slowly moved toward the world farthest from Lumina.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world was completely different from Lumina; it was a world free from gods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…What's this place?\" Azrael asked softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's called Earth,\" the Goddess of Fate replied. \"A world unknown to many.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azrael stopped just short of the thread that led to that world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A world without gods,\" he repeated. \"How does it still exist?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The threads around Earth were thinner than Lumina's, but they were dense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were no vast presences looming above it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only lives stacked upon lives, choices colliding with other choices.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azrael moved his hand as he touched a thread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt pain, and with pain came a memory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A memory of a boy with black hair and blue eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azrael immediately let go of the thread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Inder,\" he whispered softly. \"Who is Inder?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fate refused to respond, making Azrael even more confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Azrael felt something more from the boy than he could understand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…Like Inder was just a version of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why him?\" Azrael asked quietly. \"Why did I see him?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fate refused to respond once again, leaving him utterly alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azrael slowly let go of his questions as he looked at the other world beside it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Azrael reached close to it, he felt an unexplainable feeling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like this world… belonged to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azrael tried to touch the thread of this world, but it didn't work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like the world was rejecting any advantage from him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azrael pulled his hand back slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rejection was not painful, but it was firm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This world…\" he murmured. \"It knows me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The threads around it did not recoil, but they did not welcome him either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They remained tight, steady, unmoved by his presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This world doesn't need saving,\" Azrael realized. \"It doesn't need ruling.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought settled heavily in his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For as long as Azrael remembered… wasn't this the world that he always wanted Lumina to be?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A place where lives moved forward without being weighed by divinity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…So it was possible,\" Azrael whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azrael stayed there, suspended between threads, staring at that world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a long time, he finally moved to the next world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world that was unlike the rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world that was filled with war and destruction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azrael stared at the world that was ruled by only one God.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What is this?\" Azrael asked softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A world of chaos,\" Fate responded at last. \"The world known as Nasim.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azrael raised his hand to grab a random thread from the river.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he touched it, the river surged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The darkness split open, and the world rushed into him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw scorched skies and broken ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cities burned, rebuilt, and burned again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Armies clashed without end, their banners changing names but never purpose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The land itself seemed tired, cracked by centuries of bloodshed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the center of it all stood a single presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A God.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was ruling the world in a way that only benefited him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azrael's expression froze when he came to understand more about the God.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind felt pain from the bombardment of information, but he didn't let go of the thread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He finally let go of the thread when he saw it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…The ritual that the God was trying to perform.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azrael breathed, even though his lungs were not working here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He finally looked around as if he were trying to find the Goddess of Fate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What was that?\" Azrael asked, his voice grim. \"What was he trying to do?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"His name is Amun-Ra,\" Fate responded softly. \"And he was trying to trigger his growth.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A silence lingered between them for a long second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…He is trying to become an Outer God.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azrael's grip tightened, even though there was nothing solid to hold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Become an Outer God,\" he repeated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes,\" Fate replied. \"Nasim was never meant to reach that point. Its path was altered.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azrael looked back toward the river. The threads around Nasim twisted unnaturally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is he going to succeed?\" Azrael asked, still staring at that world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No,\" she responded softly. \"But it will have a disastrous effect on every other world.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azrael looked back at the river of Fate once again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fates of the worlds were intertwined with each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every disturbance in Nasim sent ripples outward...small at first, almost harmless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they grew as they traveled, bending paths in other worlds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azrael finally shifted his attention back to the world of Lumina.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slowly reached back for his own world, staring at it without saying anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azrael drew in a deep breath again and grabbed the closest thread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought about the plans of the Creator God.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Fate couldn't show him the plans, it did show him the aftermath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…And he saw it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reawakening of the Creator God.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azrael immediately let go of the thread as he turned completely silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You understand what that means, right?\" Fate responded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azrael didn't respond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lumina would not survive the wrath of the Creator God.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would die and be reconstructed once again after his awakening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I need to tell the others,\" Azrael mumbled softly. \"I need to tell Samyaza—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is that what you want?\" Fate responded. \"If you change his fate, you might accelerate the awakening of the Creator God.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hand hovered where the thread had been, fingers trembling slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Accelerate it,\" he repeated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes,\" Fate replied. Her voice was calm, without judgment. \"The Creator God is bound to awareness. The more resistance he senses, the sooner he wakes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azrael clenched his jaw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If I say nothing,\" he said slowly, \"Lumina walks toward extinction unaware.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And if you speak,\" Fate answered, \"you turn a distant future into an approaching one.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then what should I do?\" Azrael asked softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You have the fate of four worlds in your hands,\" the Goddess of Fate replied. \"You have my power, Azrael.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azrael remained silent as he looked at the river of Fate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slowly drew in a deep breath as he sat close to the river.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How much time do I have?\" he asked again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Time has no meaning here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let me ask again,\" he whispered. \"How long before my mind breaks?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ten thousand years,\" Fate responded. \"That's how long you have to create your perfect plan.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azrael stared at the river of Fate once again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his hand and willed the threads to move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All four worlds trembled violently, and one thread came out of each of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azrael grabbed all four threads, and a sudden influx of information zapped away his consciousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last thing he saw…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…was a young man with six wings sitting in his place.\u003C\u002Fp>",1550,"2026-06-05T21:29:27.041Z",1,"novelbin.me","ea61877b1223a3c5cb2b865c176757a7e80c207ca2adf20917befcb9a2e1b2fd","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-519","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-517",556,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Freincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-cover.jpg"]