From Trash to Tyrant: My Rebirth Begins Now

In a world where strength is everything, I was born weak. No magic. No abilities. Just a burden to a family obsessed with power.

When monsters attacked, they didn't protect me.

When I cried for help, they turned their backs.

And when I was dying, it was their hands that pushed me over the edge.



But the gods must have pitied me.

Because I woke up one year earlier reborn into the past, with all my memories intact... and something else.



A voice.

Cold, mechanical, and unshakably loyal.



[System activated. Welcome back, Host. Shall we begin your vengeance?]



I’m no longer the weak daughter they could discard.

I’ll train. I’ll scheme. I’ll kill if I must.

Because this time, I choose who lives. And who begs.