My Three-Year-Old Revenge Against My Abusive Brothers
Chapter 1
My six biological brothers bullied me to death. Again and again. For seven lifetimes. But this time, I'm back. Reborn for the seventh time, I'm just three years old.
Dozens of sinister instruments menacingly hung above my tiny head. Three-year-old me had no power to fight back.
I remembered my previous lives. How my brothers would repeatedly torture me to death just to please the girl they adored.
In my first life, at twenty-six, they spread rumors that I was a prostitute, calling me shameless. They hired hundreds of homeless men to hurt me, ultimately leading to my death!
In my second life, at twenty, they falsely accused me of bullying underprivileged students. Furious netizens then ambushed me with an acid attack that killed me.
In my third life, at sixteen, they framed me, making it seem like I'd caught the eye of a dangerous gang. They had me skinned alive, layer by agonizing layer, before I was stabbed to death.
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In this seventh life, I was reborn at three and a half. This time, I gave up resisting. I screamed my lungs out, wailing uncontrollably.
"Mommy! My brothers are touching me! I'm... scared! Please, save me!"
My six brothers froze, bewildered, their faces flushing crimson.
I blinked with innocent eyes and giggled.
This time, I'd make *them* feel what it was like to have their reputation slandered, to suffer in silence!
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