My mother is a spiritual healer who preaches "Absolute Positivity." She says, "Keep smiling, and the world will love you back." When I was sad, she made me practice smiling in the mirror. When I was scared, she made me shout positive affirmations. I lived like a puppet wearing a smiling mask. Later, I was bullied at school. They dragged me into the boys' bathroom, forced me to drink urine, stripped me naked, and filmed it. Covered in filth, I went home to ask my mother for help. She smiled and handed me her new book, 100 Ways to Reconcile with the World. "You need to embrace them. Use love and sunshine to influence them." "Remember, never bring negative energy home." The next day, I stood on the school roof, facing everyone below. I flashed the most standard smile I had practiced, then jumped. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day before the bullying incident. A cold voice exploded in my mind: [Negative energy accumulation complete. Darkening System activated. Rebooting life...] 1 After the mechanical voice vanished, my mother Linda's voice sounded in my ear. "Ava, good morning. Be grateful for a new day." She held a glass of celery juice, wearing her signature smile. I glanced at the clock on the wall. 6:00 AM sharp. Yesterday—or rather, this day in my past life—I stayed in bed for five extra minutes because of period cramps. As a result, she made me copy "I love this vibrant world" a hundred times. I sat up in bed. My stomach still ached faintly—a phantom pain from my shattered internal organs in my past life. I didn't speak. Linda frowned slightly. "Ava, your energy field is very low." She handed the celery juice to me. "Drink it. Purify your magnetic field." The juice smelled raw and fishy. I didn't take it. "Mom, my stomach hurts." I said words I didn't dare say in my past life. Linda's smile froze for a second. "Pain is an illusion. It's because your heart isn't pure enough, attracting negative energy." She almost shoved the glass into my mouth. "Say 'I love you' to this water three times, then drink it. The pain will disappear." I looked at her eternally smiling face. Ridiculous. In my past life, I believed her nonsense. When I was being bullied, I chanted "I love you" in my heart. The result? Louder ridicule and harder slaps. The mechanical voice in my head rang again: [Detected mental oppression. Resentment Points +10.] [Current Darkening Progress: 1%.] [Please continue accumulating to unlock the 'Eye for an Eye' Starter Pack.] So that's how it works. I took the celery juice. Linda nodded in satisfaction. "That's right. Learn to submit to the universe's arrangement." I loosened my grip. Smash! The glass shattered on the floor. Linda screamed. "Ava! What are you doing?!" Her perfect mask finally cracked. "Slipped." "Maybe the universe didn't want me to drink it." Linda took a deep breath and closed her eyes. She was regulating her breathing, trying to suppress her anger. In her view, anger was a sign of a lower organism. She was a high-level spiritual mentor; she couldn't break character. Half a minute later, she opened her eyes and put the smile back on. "It's okay. This is the universe testing my patience." "Go put on the Smile Corrector." "You can eat when your smile satisfies me." The Smile Corrector. It was a pink plastic mouthpiece used to forcibly widen the corners of the mouth. Wearing it kept the mouth open constantly; you couldn't even swallow saliva. In my past life, I spent countless nights wearing it. The corners of my mouth were worn raw, scabbed over, and worn raw again. I watched her take the torture device from the drawer. "Mom, I don't want to wear it." "It's not up to you." Linda walked over and pinched my chin hard. "Ava, I'm doing this for your own good." "That gloomy face of yours brings bad luck to anyone who sees it." "Only a smile can change destiny." She forced the corrector into my mouth. The plastic stretched my lips, stinging my gums. I was forced into a comical yet hideous grin. Linda clapped her hands in satisfaction. "Look, how beautiful." "Keep this state and go to school." "Let everyone feel your positive energy." The voice in my head kept pinging: [Suffered physical torture. Resentment Points +20.] [Suffered personal insult. Resentment Points +30.] [Current Darkening Progress: 5%.] I grabbed my bag and walked out. Linda shouted from behind, "Remember to be grateful for everyone you meet!" Grateful my ass. Since you want me to smile. I'll smile for you. Until the moment I can't smile anymore. That will be when you cry. I put on a mask to cover the bizarre Smile Corrector. But I knew something more disgusting was waiting for me. Just as I entered the classroom, a half-dead cockroach flicked onto my shirt, its antennae still twitching. Laughter erupted in the classroom. "Yo, our Smiling Angel is here?" It was Caleb. The class bully, and one of the culprits who drove me to death. In my past life, he put the cockroach down my shirt. I was terrified, and he filmed it, laughing. I cried and called my mom. Mom said: "Flies don't bite seamless eggs. You need to reflect on why they only bully you." "Is it because you're usually too gloomy and don't fit in?" So I endured it. I smiled at Caleb and said it was okay, only to receive worse treatment. This time, I reached out and pinched the cockroach. In front of Caleb, I crushed it. Yellow-white fluid stained my fingertips. I pulled down my mask, leaned in close to Caleb, and flashed the bizarre grin fixed by the corrector, drool dripping down. Caleb's face turned green instantly. He covered his mouth and retched. "Ava, you f*cking..." [Counterattack successful. Mentally polluted the bully. Resentment Points +30.] [Darkening Progress: 12%.] After school. Caleb and his gang blocked me at the bathroom entrance. This was the main event of my past life, and the beginning of my nightmare. "Ava, you're acting tough today, huh?" Caleb held a box cutter, the blade pushed out, glinting coldly. "Dare to disgust me? Believe it or not, I'll cut that rotten mouth of yours open." The students beside him jeered. "Strip her clothes, let's see how she pretends to be a saint then." "Heard her mom is a charlatan? Then she must be good in bed too." They shoved me, dragging me into the boys' bathroom. I didn't resist. Because the system prompted: [Major Trauma Node detected.] [Host will obtain key item: "Social Death Recording".] I let them drag me in obediently. Caleb kicked my knee. Thud. I knelt on the floor, knee piercing with pain. But the corrector was still in my mouth. I was still smiling. Caleb peed into the urinal, then grabbed my hair and pressed my face into it. "Didn't your mom tell you to be grateful? Come on, be grateful for this smell!" The stench of urine rushed into my nose. But I didn't beg for mercy; I just counted silently in my heart. One. Two. Three. Every impact was accumulating power for my counterattack. They stripped off my jacket, tore my shirt, and started filming. "Look at this bitch, still smiling! Born to be a whore." "Hey, Ava, tell the camera: 'I'm enjoying it.'" Caleb held the phone, the lens almost touching my face. I looked up. My face was a mix of urine, dust, and blood. The corrector still propped my mouth open. I looked at the lens. "Caleb, I'm going to make you famous." Caleb froze, then slapped me hard across the face. "Still talking back!" The slap knocked the corrector flying. The corner of my mouth tore. Blood gushed out, dripping down my chin onto my clothes. Finally. I wasn't smiling anymore. [Resentment Points accumulation complete. Darkening System Phase 1 complete.] [Item obtained: Panoramic Invisible Camera. Automatically recorded the entire process, cloud backup, indestructible.] [Skill obtained: Pain Transfer. Every bit of pain you suffer will be returned hundredfold to the perpetrator.] Tired of beating me, they threw my bag into the urinal and left. "Bring five thousand dollars tomorrow, or this video goes online." Caleb dropped these words before leaving. I climbed up from the floor, my whole body in pain. But I felt an unprecedented pleasure in my heart. I picked up the corrector from the floor, wiped the blood off, and put it in my pocket. This was important evidence. I looked at my disheveled self in the mirror and twitched my mouth. This time, it was a genuine smile. Showtime. 2 When I got home, I was filthy, missing two buttons on my shirt, exposed skin covered in bruises. Linda was livestreaming in the living room, her new book 100 Ways to Reconcile with the World displayed in front of her. "Family, as long as our hearts turn to the sun, the shadows will be behind us." Comments scrolled fast. [Teacher Linda speaks so well!] [Listening to Teacher Linda cured my depression.] I slammed the door. The loud bang interrupted her rhythm. Linda frowned, then quickly adjusted her expression, saying to the camera: "Sorry family, my daughter is back." "She might have encountered some setbacks. This is actually a great teaching case." "Let's see how to use love to dissolve negative emotions." She walked towards me, aiming the camera at my wretched face. "Ava, did you have friction with classmates again?" "You always forget what I told you: love and tolerance." "You look really low-frequency right now." I looked at the camera. Vicious comments started appearing: [This is Teacher Linda's daughter? Her eyes are scary, not sunny at all.] [Feel sorry for Teacher Linda having such a troublesome daughter.] I sneered. "Mom, I was beaten." "They dragged me into the boys' bathroom, forced me to eat sh*t, and took nude photos." The livestream exploded. [WTF? Real or fake?] [School bullying?] Linda's face changed. Not out of heartache for me, but fear that I would ruin her persona as the Happiness Mentor. She quickly covered the phone's microphone and whispered: "Shut up! Tens of thousands are watching, don't splash your dirty water on me!" Then she let go, showing a helpless, bitter smile to the camera. "Everyone, don't misunderstand. This child is writing a novel lately and got too into character." "Ava, go shower quickly, wash away this negative energy." She reached out to push me into my room. "I'm not lying. Look at my injuries." I rolled up my sleeve, revealing the purple bruises on my arm. Linda yanked my sleeve down to cover them. "Enough! It must be the darkness in your heart that attracted these demons." "Quantum mechanics tells us everything has attraction. If your heart was full of love, how would violence find you?" This is my biological mother. She packaged victim-blaming as quantum mechanics. I looked at her, tears swirling in my eyes. Not from sadness. From rage. "So, if I get raped, it's my fault?" "If I get beaten to death, I deserve it?" Slap! Linda moved the phone away and slapped me hard, right on the torn corner of my mouth. Drilling pain. "Don't say such unlucky things! Go back to your room and repent in front of the mirror!" "Come out only when you've adjusted your mindset!" She shoved me into the room. Then she turned back to the camera, eyes teary. "Family, being a mother is really hard." "But I won't give up on her. I will use my love to slowly influence her." "Please pray for my daughter, that she exorcises the demons in her heart soon." The chat was full of [Go Teacher Linda], [Teacher Linda is so great]. Gifts flooded the screen—rockets, yachts. Money earned with my blood and tears. Linda took the opportunity to hold up her new book. "If your children are also in a rebellious phase, you must buy this book. It contains my original Smile Therapy." "Just $19.99 to buy back family harmony." At this moment, the system voice sounded. [Suffered betrayal by loved one. Resentment Points +50.] [Suffered public humiliation. Resentment Points +50.] [Darkening Progress: 50%.] [Warning: Resentment Points overflowing. Suggested to release immediately.] Release? No. Not enough yet. Tomorrow is Linda's new book launch. There will be many reporters, influencers, and her fanatical followers. She wants to package me as the "problem teen saved by mother's love." That will be the peak of her career. And also her funeral. "System." I chanted in my heart. "I want the most exciting, explosive, blood-pumping revenge version." [Received. Generating the 'Destruction Edition' for you.] Outside, Linda ended the stream. She hummed a song, in a good mood. Probably because gift income hit a new high today. She knocked on my door. "Ava, there are many VIPs tomorrow. Don't embarrass me." "If you perform well tomorrow, I'll buy you that phone you wanted." A slap and a sweet date. Animal tamer tactics. I flashed a sweet smile at the door. "Understood, Mom." "Tomorrow, I will definitely perform well." "I will definitely make you... famous across the internet." The next day, the house was decorated like a funeral hall. White lilies everywhere, white gauze curtains. Linda said this was the pure color of higher dimensions. I just found it ominous. Early in the morning, Linda rushed into my room with a concealer palette. "Get up and get ready." She roughly applied concealer on my face, covering the bruises. Then blush and lipstick. Trying to disguise me as a healthy, happy girl. "Remember, on stage later, say you were ignorant before." "Say my love influenced you." "Say my book saved your soul." "As long as you do this, I won't pursue your nonsense yesterday." I responded obediently. "Okay, Mom." 10:00 AM. The living room was packed. Reporters with long lenses, fans holding light signs, and several influencers livestreaming. Linda wore a white gown, standing in the center of the stage. "Welcome everyone to my new book launch." "Today, I want to share a miracle." "My daughter, Ava, used to be a child full of negative energy, rebellious, and prone to self-harm." The audience gasped. Linda wiped the corner of her eye, though there were no tears. "As a mother, my heart ached." "But I didn't give up. I used my mindfulness therapy to accompany and guide her day after day." "Finally, a miracle happened!" "She changed. She became sunny, confident, and full of love." Thunderous applause. "Teacher Linda is amazing!" "A mother's love knows no bounds!" Linda smiled and extended her hand towards the stairs. "Now, please welcome my daughter, Ava." Spotlights hit the stairs. Holding 100 Ways to Reconcile with the World, I slowly walked down. My face wore Linda's favorite, standard smile. Linda walked over and took my hand. "Ava, my daughter, tell everyone, how did you walk out of the darkness?" She handed me the microphone, eyes full of expectation and warning. I took the mic and took a deep breath. "Hello everyone, I'm Ava." "My mom is right. The old me was indeed full of negative energy." "I was bullied by classmates and dared not resist." "I was misunderstood by teachers and dared not explain." "I even thought about dying." The audience was quiet. Linda's smile brightened; she was waiting for the "but." This time, I turned and looked at her. "But, my mom taught me one thing." "She said negative emotions are trash to be thrown away." "She said pain is an illusion to be ignored." "She said as long as you smile, the world will get better." Linda nodded frequently, pride overflowing from her eyes. In my past life, I cooperated obediently. This time, I decided to raise the stakes. "So." I suddenly raised my volume. "Yesterday, when I was pressed to the floor of the boys' bathroom by five people and forced to eat sh*t." "I smiled." Everyone in the hall looked shocked. Linda's smile froze. "Ava! What nonsense are you talking about!" She tried to grab my mic. I dodged and continued: "When they stripped me naked and filmed a video, I smiled too." "Because my mom said to be grateful for every tribulation." Reporters below started snapping photos frantically. Fans looked at each other, bewildered. Linda panicked completely. "Cut the mic! Cut it quickly!" 3 Linda roared at the backstage crew. A piercing screech of feedback came from the speakers, and the microphone went dead. Linda rushed over, grabbing my arm tightly. "Ava, what do you think you're doing?! Do you want to ruin me?!" She growled in a low voice. Ignoring her, I raised my hand and wiped the concealer off my face forcefully. Revealing the shocking bruises underneath. The swollen cheek, the split corner of my mouth, and the distinct finger marks. Gasps erupted from the audience. "Oh my god! Those are injuries!" "She was really beaten!" "Didn't Teacher Linda say her daughter was doing well?" Linda was in complete disarray. She tried to block me with her body. "Th... this is makeup! Special effects makeup!" "She's joking! This child is rebellious and likes pranks!" I took out my phone. With the system's help, it connected to the large screen behind the stage. "Does everyone want to see a miracle? See how a saint maintains absolute positivity in pain." Just as Linda backed away in horror, I pressed play on the big screen. It wasn't a heartwarming home video, but the dark footage from the bathroom. "Smile! Why aren't you smiling?" "Didn't your mom tell you to be grateful?" Caleb's vicious voice broadcast through the top-tier sound system to every corner of the room. On screen, I was kneeling on the floor, covered in filth. With that pink Smile Corrector stuffed in my mouth, being humiliated without dignity. "Strip her!" The scene changed to my naked upper body. The system automatically enabled privacy protection, blurring sensitive areas with high-grade mosaic. In contrast, my smile forced by the corrector was particularly clear. "Caleb, I love you." In the video, I mechanically recited the slogan taught by Linda. At this moment, everyone in the hall was stunned. Those fans holding "Love and Peace" signs were shaking. Linda stood still, frozen. Her face was ashen, lips trembling, unable to make a sound. The video continued. It cut to last night. Linda's exquisite face appeared on screen. "Ava! Don't splash your dirty water on me!" "It must be the darkness in your heart that attracted these demons!" Those were her words after muting the livestream microphone. But the system's invisible camera recorded it all. Including that resounding slap. The video ended. The screen went black. The hall was silent as a grave. Only Linda's heavy breathing could be heard. I walked up to her and gently placed the bloodstained Smile Corrector in her hand. "Mom, do you like this gift?" Linda looked at the thing in her hand, trembling, then at me. Her eyes finally showed fear. True fear. The mechanical voice in my head exploded: [Antagonist's mental defense successfully destroyed.] [Resentment Points exceeded limit!] [Darkening System Advanced: Nemesis Mode activated.] [Current Mission: Make everyone pay the price.] I flashed a brilliant smile at Linda. "Mom, why aren't you smiling?" "Smile." "The world is watching you." "Ah—!" Linda finally reacted, letting out a piercing scream. She threw the Smile Corrector away violently. "It's not true! This is all fake!" "It's AI generated! She framed me!" Linda lunged at the reporters, trying to snatch their cameras. "Stop filming! Stop filming!" "Security! Throw them out!" But no one listened to her. Flashes went off like crazy, freezing her hideous, wretched appearance in time. The fans who once worshipped her as a god now looked at her with utter disgust. "Liar! So you're this kind of person!" "You didn't even care when your own daughter was bullied, calling it karma?" "Refund! Give me my book money back!" Someone threw the book 100 Ways to Reconcile with the World onto the stage. Smack. The book hit Linda's face, the sharp corner cutting her forehead. Blood flowed down. But this was just the beginning. More and more books and water bottles flew towards the stage. "Get out of the healing circle!" "Scum mother!" The scene was completely out of control. Linda huddled in the center of the stage, holding her head, her expensive white gown now filthy. She was still stubborn: "You are all controlled by negative energy!" "You are creating bad karma!" I stood aside, watching coldly. System notification: [Antagonist's social status collapsed. Satisfaction Points +100.] [Detected massive crowd anger, converting to Host Energy.] [Unlocked new item: Truth Megaphone. Forces target to speak their true inner thoughts for 10 minutes.] At this moment, the police arrived. Someone had called the police, reporting a riot and suspected child abuse. The leading officer saw the frozen image on the big screen, his face grim. "Who is Linda?" Linda rushed over. "Officer! Save me! These people are crazy!" "I'm the victim! My daughter conspired with outsiders to frame me!" The officer pushed her away coldly. "Ms. Linda, we received reports that you are suspected of abusing a minor and covering up school violence." "Also, regarding the content in that video, we need your cooperation in the investigation." Linda froze. "I didn't! I'm an education expert! I'm a spiritual mentor! I did it for her own good!" The officer didn't listen to her nonsense. "Save it for the station." As Linda was taken away, she kept looking back to glare at me. "Ava! You ungrateful wolf!" "I gave birth to you and raised you, and this is how you repay me?" "Just you wait! When I come back, I'll send you to a mental hospital!" I stood on the high platform, looking down at her. "System, use Truth Megaphone immediately. Target: Linda." As soon as I chanted in my mind, an invisible wave spread out. Linda was still cursing, but suddenly, her expression went blank for a second. Then, her mouth opened uncontrollably. Her voice, amplified invisibly, spread throughout the venue. "Damn money-losing goods! I should have strangled you at birth!" "I gave birth to you to build my persona and make money. Who knew you were so useless!" "As long as I can sell books and make money, so what if you get raped?" "My reputation is worth ten thousand times more than your rotten life!" The venue fell silent again. Even the police stopped, looking back at her in disbelief. Linda covered her mouth in horror. She didn't want to say these things. She wanted to say "Mom loves you," "Mom is innocent." But her mouth wouldn't obey. The darkest, most vicious thoughts hidden in her heart poured out. "You stupid fans deserve to be scammed by me!" "What positive energy? It's all bullshit! A bunch of losers with unhappy lives deserve to pay me!" "Hahahaha! A bunch of leeks..." Linda wept in despair, but her mouth kept spewing insults. In this moment, her saintly mask shattered into powder. The fans went berserk. If not for the police blocking them, Linda might have been beaten to death on the spot. I watched coldly as she was stuffed into the police car. Is this the end? No. Linda is just the beginning. There's Caleb. And others at school. Are you ready? It's your turn.
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