My Family Was Wiped Out, but I Have a Revenge System to Help Me

When I was eighteen, rain poured down in sheets. I curled up in the shadow of a rockery.

I watched helplessly as men in black slaughtered my entire family. The leader of the men in black pierced my father's dantian with a single palm strike. My mother held my father's corpse and self-destructed. I jumped off the cliff. Beads of blood fell mixed with the rain. Hundreds of zhang below,