[Escape game + Face-swapping and scumbag abuse + Cool article]
The day my dad beat me to death, a line of words popped into my head -
"Entering an escape game? Failure, obliteration."
I chose yes.
When he opened his eyes again, the wounds were all healed, and there was a knife in his hand. I turned around and stabbed him, burned the house, and changed my face.
The three sisters took the place of the illegitimate daughter of a rich man, with new identities, new household registrations, and new lives.
Do you think this is the end? No.
The escape game has just begun.
Every time I pass a level, I have one more thing in my hand: a knife, a life, and a handle.
Fail? Obliterate.
Then fight.
From being beaten to death by his biological father to killing him with his own hands. From living on the streets to living in a wealthy family. From being slaughtered by others to killing him all the way with a knife.
There is no end to the escape game, so I will continue to play it one level after another.
Beat me until no one dares to lift a finger from me.
Beat until everyone remembers——
My life was snatched back from hell by myself.
This time, I take control of my life again!
