I was reborn on the day the fake daughter framed me for pushing her downstairs, and my whole family forced me to confess. This time I laughed, bound to the cyclic punishment system - every time she hurt me, she fell down a hundred times. I watched her and her eccentric family go from rage to collapse, until they personally revealed the identity of the real daughter. It wasn't until they knelt down and begged for mercy that I showed all the evidence and said, "This time, it's your turn."
