[{"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-553":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},1366046,1806,"Chapter 553: [A Society of Secrets] [Prelude]","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-553",553,"\u003Cp>[West Of Kandam Continent.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Argonian Family Castle.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were a total of thirteen families that had always led the Kandam Continent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the First Era of Dajin and Divyan to the current era, one thing that had been common was their rule.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had been part of every decision that flourished or destroyed many races.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the creation of the five major Gods to aiding the Principalities, they had been the ones behind the scenes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One might ask, how did they pull this off and not lose their legacy when hundreds of such families had died?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The answer was simple, they were blessed by the Creator God.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thirteen families were the descendants of the first thirteen mortals made by the Creator God.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They worshipped only the Creator God and nobody else, and in return the residue of \"him\" still played with fate to keep them safe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the grand castle of the Argonian family, a tense atmosphere draped over the place like a thin veil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Servants and soldiers walked around with their heads down, fearing for their lives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In one such grand room, a long round table was placed with thirteen seats at equal distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The long table was made of black stone, polished so perfectly that it reflected the dim golden lights above like still water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ’representatives’ of all the thirteen families sat in a suffocating silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the right centre sat a man in his late fifties, his hair midnight blue and eyes a shade of crimson.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vulas Hader Argonian, the current head of the Argonian family and the one who had called them all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had his back leaned on the seat, his hand busy with a paperweight as he played with it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you going to keep on wasting our time?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dull voice came from the other side, making Vulas look up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man who spoke was tall with deep bright red hair and black eyes. He had distinct ears that were long and curled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the head of the Hunahed Family, a family that ruled the empire of Ephraim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vulas raised his hand and brought his index finger close to his thumb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am this close to being a God....\" He spoke in a monotonous tone. \"....Yet, I can’t touch the aspect of it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, what of it?\" Another man asked, the bell on his antlers ringing as he spoke. \"Most of us are in your position.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the head of House Atretic. His name was Abram.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, no.\" Vulas shook his head, leaning forward. \"You don’t understand, I have done everything that was told in old books. Sacrifice, rituals, mass extinction but nothing leads to godhood.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You are impatient,\" Abram said after a moment, his tone calm but carrying a faint edge, \"Godhood was never meant to be reached so easily.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vulas let out a soft chuckle, though there was no humor in it, only frustration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...You don’t understand what I am going through, do you?\" He asked, staring at Abram. \"I have been trying to be a god for almost a thousand years, god damn!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And you still haven’t achieved it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another voice chimed in, this time a female. \"Such a shame, isn’t it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had blonde drill-lock hair with eyes of the same shade. Her body was draped in a thin layer of dress made of gold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was Isola, the head of the Asharion Family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vulas raised his hand to rub his face, trying his best not to lash out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As we know, we are stuck in demigod rank because of the barrier that separates Lumina from the Divine Kingdom.\" Vulas said, ignoring her comment. \"And that barrier is breaking.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vulas slowly lifted his head, his crimson eyes scanning across every single one of them, making sure they were all listening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....We can finally be Gods.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one said a word but they didn’t hide the excitement in their eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you still need a catalyst...to be precise, you need to eat a god.\" Another one spoke. \"How do you plan to do that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was a man with short grey hair and deep ember eyes. He was a demigod of the Solace Kingdom which was having a hard time maintaining itself because of the king’s health.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His name was Mardom Solace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vulas looked at the man with a small smile on his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah, about that.\" He said. \"Do we really have to eat a low-level god?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mardom tilted his head in confusion. \"So what?\" He asked. \"Are you planning to eat a Primordial?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vulas didn’t respond though his silence made everyone else uncomfortable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let’s put him aside for now.\" Another man stood up, his voice old and weak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was someone of short structure but with a long beard that reached his stomach. He was the head of the Geberion Family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His name was Ravensin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man slowly stood up, with a smile on his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I have an announcement to make.\" He said, his voice drowning the place. \"My family elders and I made a divination a few days ago.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He made sure everyone was listening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Creator God is returning in two months!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire room erupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you certain?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s impossible!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chairs scraped against the floor as several of them stood up at once, gone was their cold look, replaced by fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ravensin didn’t repeat himself immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, he walked forward slowly, his old frame steady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We confirmed it thrice.\" He said calmly. \"There is no doubt, he will be returning soon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....How?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vulas asked in a quiet voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ravensin shook his head in response. \"We don’t know that yet.\" He said. \"My strength isn’t enough to foresee that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\".....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A silence struck the place once again as they all sat down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The return of the Creator God could be both a blessing or a curse. It all depended on whether \"he\" saw them as his own or not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vulas rubbed his face, already making plans to change the shift and timing of his godhood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I also have another piece of news.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abram stood up once again, this time as the speaker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Actually it’s more of a tip that I got from someone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And who might that be?\" Isola asked sweetly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"ECTO organisation.\" He replied simply. \"They provided this information.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Isola nodded her head, there was no one here who wasn’t aware of the organisation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had been part of Lumina since ages they didn’t remember.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well, the tip is simple.\" Abram spoke. \"They have identified who Azrael’s reincarnation is.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Isola’s playful expression was gone now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her fingers stopped tapping against the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Are you sure it’s not misinformation?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abram shook his head. \"ECTO doesn’t deal in guesses.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And who might that be?\" Vulas asked quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Have you heard of the boy who killed a demigod when he was in early Eternal rank?\" Abram asked, not hiding the anger in his tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Himmel, right?\" Vulas replied. \"He is the one?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes.\" Abram replied. \"And while we are on the topic, I would also like to inform that our runes experiment was a success.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He put forward a document and passed it towards everyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Using werewolves as receptors, we can make a wall with only a hundred thousand of them.\" He said, without a speck of remorse in his voice. \"A hundred thousand lives to capture a god is a good deal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Isola picked up the document first, her golden nails sliding across the surface as her eyes moved quickly through the contents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...A living formation,\" she murmured softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abram nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes. Their bodies act as anchors, their blood as conduits. The runes bind them together into a single structure.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You got this information from ECTO as well, right?\" She narrowed her eyes. \"I feel like you are being manipulated somehow without you noticing it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It doesn’t matter.\" He replied. \"All they do is exchange information, they are not a threat to us.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mardom frowned slightly. \"...Do they survive?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abram didn’t even hesitate. \"No.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vulas finally took the document, glancing through it quickly before letting out a faint hum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...A prison made of flesh.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"More like a cage,\" Abram corrected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why are you showing us this?\" Vulas asked, putting the document down. \"Surely you won’t give this to us for free.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Surely not.\" He replied with a smile. \"I have a proposal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abram rested both of his hands on the table, leaning forward slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We capture Himmel together.\" He said calmly. \"I want him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....For what?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I need to dissect his body so I can look inside it.\" He replied. \"After all, he is the weakest of his fallen brothers.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ravensin stared at him without speaking, his eyes narrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his age and experience, he could clearly see that Abram was scheming something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You plan to consume him?\" He said at last. \"You wish to get the bloodline of the fallen?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room grew quieter, heavier, as every pair of eyes settled on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally Abram smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I made a deal.\" He said, his voice echoing in the place. \"With his older brother, Satan.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1515,"2026-06-05T21:29:29.555Z",1,"novelbin.me","65587f6aa62a661b28b4952e19492a710d8e95021f865c31a48e75c15944cd01","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-554","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-552",556,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Freincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-cover.jpg"]